Hats and Dates

This past weekend we went to Byron's cousin, Dennis, mission homecoming. They had a get together Saturday night. Dennis was gracious enough to get all the young cousins a hand stiched hat from Peru where he served. That was very kind of him and very generous as there are several cousins. Landen won't wear his and that is why he is crying in this picture because I was forcing him to sit there and wear it.

After Dennis' homecoming party, Byron and I were able to go on a much needed date. We haven't gone alone somewhere in a very long time. I can't even remember the last time we went on a date. A few friends from Byron's work were all getting together to go bowling. So we decided to join them. It was lots of fun. I haven't bowled for probably 8-10 years. So it has been a very long time. The first game we played, I got a strike the very first bowl and then from then on out, I got maybe one or two pins. It was so embarrasing. I couldn't figure out my problem. My high score was 29. I know how pathetic. The second game, it hit me to use a smaller ball. Well, DUH! Why I didn't do that way earlier beats me. The second game I got a 93. Yes, that isn't great, but it is a whole lot better than 29. And besides, everyone else was getting a score around mine. So we were all average bowlers. I didnt' get any good pictures of us bowling, because Byron was embarassed that I had my camera there. He hates pictures, but I don't care. So I told him that I would only take a few and then he could go put it back in the truck. What a grinch!