The Sober Irish Chick.

A group of us went braved the snowy weather and went bowling last night. Hilarity ensued.









Now, I usually kick Randy's butt. Big time. Sadly, he killed us all his first game. BUT, being the genius that he is, he finally figured out why I hadn't brought my "A Game".

Obviously I'm not doing well...I'm Irish, not drinking and bowling. These things do not go hand in hand for success. Now if I was bombed? This game would be MINE!