Happy Birthday Emily!

My sweet, beautiful Emily girl turned 11 on Sunday. We had my mom and my sister Lauren and our friends Cammy, Marquie and Rylee over for lunch. After lunch we had fun playing games. We also spent a great deal of time looking out this window (pictured below) at the runaway horse. Steve and our neighbor across the street tried to help the owner round him up, but to no avail. The owner said he had to leave to go to a town 20 minutes north of here for something, so for Steve and our neighbor to keep an eye on the horse so they could tell him where it was when he got back. Well, it didn't take long for the horse to get far enough away that it was hard to spot him with the binoculars. Sorry horse dude. It wasn't that long after that that the horse dudes wife showed up and took care of it.

The kids were out of school on Monday (because they are always out of school for some strange reason) so we took Emily and some of her friends bowling. It was fun fun fun, after I got over my initial freak out when we were driving to the bowling alley and I tried to call and their answering machine said that they were closed. You would have freaked out too if you had two vehicles full of kids and you were driving to a destination that was closed. I couldn't go to another bowling alley because I had bought a Groupon that included the lanes, shoes, pizza, breadsticks and soda. I wasn't about to pay for all of that somewhere else for 13 people!

To my relief, they were open when we arrived. We went up to the counter and I told the guy working there that when you called their phone it says that they are closed. He made a sweeping gesture with his hands and said, "Well, obviously we aren't!" And I said, "Well, obviously, but your message on your phone says you are." To which he replied by staring at me like I was stupid. To which I replied out loud, "Well, I'm just lettin' you know!" I won't say here how I replied on the inside.

Emily and her friends had fun on their lane, the rest of us (Steve, Zac and I) got our booty's kicked on our lane by Aubrey who came in 2nd place and Addy who came in 1st stinkin' place! She's 4! And she was using a crooked ball roller thing. We played 2 games and on the last game in every single frame but 2 she either got a strike or a spare. I am so not kidding. Sometimes she would aim the roller thing at the bumpers and the ball would zig zag its way all the way down the lane to end up in a strike. You might be thinking, "Well, she had the bumpers up." Yeah, so did the rest of us, except for Steve. That little bowling maniac girl.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY EMILY DARLIN'!