4 — lane number
2.48 — speed (in miles per hour) of Reagan’s ball
0 — gutter balls (this would be awesome, except for the fact that we were bowling with gutter guards…they saved us all)
9 — Reagan’s shoe size (the smallest they carry…and she used the lightest ball they offer. How cute)
1 — loud cheerleader named Ashlyn who sat in the highchair eating baby food, cottage cheese and french fries making loud noises when any of us went up to throw the ball.
3 — splits in a row. Thank you very much. That was very hard to accomplish, but unfortunately they don’t have a name for consecutive splits, other than untalented.
TMTC (too many to count) — splits throughout the two games.
2 — almost turkeys — don’t those count? Du and I both made two strikes in a row but couldn’t pull those third ones out of anywhere.
20 — years we were taken back by the hair rock that was playing over the music system.
1 — Bud Light sticker Ashlyn managed to find while strapped in her highchair. Hmmm, it is a bowling alley I guess.
78, 68 — Reagan’s scores
107, 114 — Vicki’s scores (actually better than I thought I’d do)
90/116 — Du’s scores (he was bowling left-handed since his right shoulder is hurt)
.01 — amount per pin we were paying to play.