bowling and burritos

so last friday we had our quarterly away-day and we did a group volunteer project (a company first) and then they took us bowling and fed us mini burgers, fries, chips and salsa and corn dogs, hummus and veggies, and loads of pop and beer. i did not consume all that was offered. i did have a mini burger though, no bun. and lots of chips. and some veggies for good measure. and we had a bowling contest. and i love bowling but am unashamedly awful at it. or so i thought....

when they named our teams (split the whole company into four groups) for the bowl off i was a bit worried about me and my team for various reasons. i turned to my colleague and we both agreed our team would probably lose. not sure of his reasons why but i was certain we would because of my own personal track record-i have never not come in last place in a bowling experience.

we began our venture with a bit of hilarity and half-heartedly cheered each other on. halfway through the game when we realized we were in fact, very close to winning, things got a little out of control. on my team was one Welsh man and a Brit and a very loud Midwestern former NFL pro-football player. i am not kidding. there was shouting. shouting with accents. hand claps all around. more shouting. we won by two points. qualified just barely for the championship round. this time around our competition was fierce and we had to bring it. the other team had an award-winning bowler and another chap, both of whom had their OWN SHOES AND BALLS. and guess what? we still won. very obnoxiously, i've been told. it was about the most fun i'd had bowling in a long, very long time. i rolled a handful of strikes. it was unbelieveable.

then this morning we got our mucho coveted prize. a $25 gift certificate to chipotle. yes. fantastic.