When I was in high school, the town hang out was the bowling alley. In junior high we had a few dances there, but otherwise it wasn't a place I frequented with my family. I remember the anticipation of being able to go there as a freshman and "hang out" with the high schoolers. I was more excited to go there after my first football game as a freshman than to see the game.
True, I was adopted by a few upper class-men since I was on the "varsity dance team" but we only
had a varsity team, so that didn't mean much. As a freshman you're kind of a novelty anyway...like a new toy. I also benefited because my BFF,
Julie, was a looker. And since we were pretty much inseparable, even accused by some of sharing a brain, those first few months of high school we always ended up doubling. But, going to the bowling alley as a freshman felt like an accomplishment, like "we'd made it to the big time!!"
It didn't take long for the reality to settle in...
da Bowler...as nicknamed by Amber Rose...was kind of lame! We never seemed to bowl, just stand around to see who'd show up, talk for a while and then either congregate at someone's house or go home. Pretty lame-O!
Fast forward a few years...ok like 13 or something, and I once again found myself excited to be driving down Main Street to da Bowler! A few days ago my friend, Audra, told me that Eric (my guy BFF & locker mate from high school) and his wifey, Heather, were bringing up a few friends for the weekend and wanted to meet up with who ever was around Saturday night at...you guessed it, da Bowler.
It had been way too long since I'd seen them, and while I've been at my parents place I admit to being a bit of a hermit. After hugs all around the first thing out of Eric's mouth is that he and Heather stalk my blog...and NEVER leave comments. I'm happy that they are checking in on me, but not leaving comments is totally uncool so I gave it to him with both barrels!
Then Eric informs me that he's expecting a blog post about our little get together because Pat (
remember farmer Pat & the cool dairy farm) had mentioned the May sister's blogging about his farm!! Well I couldn't let the challenge go unanswered so I got my phone out and started taking pictures. I hope this is living up to your expectations Eric!! ha ha! I'm expecting a comment or else!!
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High School Mascot...the Vikings
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I laughed when Audra pointed out that our 1996-97 pom squad made the cut and was on the wall for display. Does this mean we're famous?
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They recently redid da Bowler...now it's all high tech. It's more like a sports bar now. Pretty cool. Colfax is moving up in the world!
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Audra & Pat Higbie
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Ok, yo, I have no clue what I was doing in this picture...nerd alert! Here I am with Heather Michaels, Amber Braten & Audra Higbie
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Eric Michaels, Kyle Knutson & Pat Higbie. Too bad Brady didn't get into this shot.
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The night could have gotten a little boring...but they pulled out Karaoke just in time! This was my first time at an official Karaoke night anywhere. I guess I'm a nerd, but I've never experienced it. Audra totally rocked the house, but their was another chick.....oh my! she was scary and she kept on going up all night long. we decided that she was trying to sing the entire monster ballad album.
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A little Sweet Child of Mine...Go Audra!!!
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No bowling alley is complete without the video games!!
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They've had Mrs. Pac-man here as long as I can remember.
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Are these the coolest bowling shoes ever? I couldn't believe it when they handed me these beauties over the counter. I was totally stylin'
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Actually, in all fairness, I'm glad you put me up to blogging this Eric. I wouldn't have otherwise and it was a fun time. I ended up seeing tons of people I haven't seen in a long time, some since graduation even.
I hope your upcoming travels and move go smoothly. If the Canucks don't like you, they're crazy! I am very jealous that you're going to New Zealand, it's on my list of someday's. I wish you two lots of luck! Remember that my door is always open, we'd love visitors in Spain. luv ya!!