Bowl Me Over

We had a thoroughly exciting evening with the Junior High kids from church tonight, eating tacos at our house, going out bowling, then coming home for banana splits and a pick-up game of frisbee football in our backyard.

Now I'm exhausted again.

The day started out poorly, with the dentist struggling to fit my new crown in place; the procedure took twice as long as it was scheduled for, owing to the poor fit of the crown. The first time (two weeks ago) was too loose; this time, it was too tight. But at least it can be whittled down with a Dremel when there's too much of it. Had it been too loose again, I'd have to wait another couple of weeks to try again, since they send those things out to be manufactured.

At work it was meetings, meetings, and more meetings, all to discuss how little work we are getting done (from being in too many meetings, of course). And the problem with needing to send more people to handle emergencies in other divisions, which drains our department of the talent we need to get our jobs done. So we are short-handed and overscheduled and under-budgeted, and what's new? Nothing under the sun, nothing at all. Been there, done that, will do that again.

Ran away from work around four-thirty, got home just in time to help out with the dinner buffet prep before the Junior High kids showed up. Stuffed my face with tacos, then went to the bowling alley for a bit of fun. Had Adam and James in my lane, and they both did very well. Cheryl was doing fantastic (she was hanging out with all the girls); our own girls, who aren't really into the bowling thing owing to the lack of five-pound balls, brought along some books to read. Such reading geeks!

Afterward, we all went back to the house and stuffed ourselves with ice cream and chocolate syrup and fresh strawberries and fresh blueberries and bananas and peanuts and cashews; then we had to throw the kids out of the house into the backyard because they were all suffering from severe sugar rush. Deborah and Mary grabbed the frisbees and soccer balls and volleyballs out of the garage, and in a few minutes there was a wild frisbee free-for-all going on, which morphed into a quasi-football game. So the kids ran around and used up all that sugar-based energy, and then the JH leaders stuffed the kids back into the church van and took them home.

Now I can get back to work...