Seriously, Taffie?

Today I start bowling league.

Let me give you a little background before anyone gets overly optimistic about my athletic abilities.

My husband used to bowl professionally.

Me?

My best score is 70.

Yes. 70

Not 170. Not 270.

70. 😂

Apparently, love really does mean accepting someone exactly as they are—even when they are personally responsible for destroying the team’s average. We haven’t bowled together in 20 years and I am walking into this hoping our partners are looking for some fun and exercise—not preparing for the PBA Tour.

My goals are simple:

Stay out of the gutter.
Don’t injure myself.
Don’t embarrass my husband too badly.
And please, dear Lord, let our teammates have a sense of humor.

I’ll report back.