They're out... aaawww. NO WAIT, They're IN!
Chaco's bowling team made an admirable showing this season, just missing qualifying for state by a half a stinking point. I have no idea how such things are scored, but half a point sounded close to me.
Hold the phone! They got a call back. One of the teams that did qualify for state dropped out, so Chaco's team was up. The tournament was yesterday, and they got the word sometime like Tuesday. So it was a bit of a mad dash to prepare.
Gather for a practice session on Thursday... run out and buy some black pants on Friday... get up at crack of dawn on Saturday, drive to Denver, and go throw some balls!
|Find Chaco, win a prize!|
I would have liked to have gone, but I figured (a) one of us adults should stay closeby to Wolfgang and Meego who
, surprisingly, didn't care to spend the day watching a bunch of bowling, and (b) 18-year-old-male Chaco would rather arrive at this sporting event with his man-parent rather than his mommy.
They didn't win a trophy but good times, good times.
Really, the overall theme of this silver lining week seemed to be one of second chances. Meego lost his glasses sometime before Christmas. We gave him a probationary period to find them and were holding his Christmas money in "escrow". Just as time was running out, he found them on the school bus. He doesn't even ride that bus anymore, having been shuttled recently to a different one. But I guess the thought of liberating that Christmas cash gave him inspiration and wings. He's rich again (won't last).
Valentine's day was a non-event. Mag and I don't really buy into the whole Hallmark Holiday culture anyway, but it is an excuse for wine and chocolate - which we didn't indulge in since Magnum had the crud on Valentine's day. The wine and chocolate eventually got their second chance :).
Plus, on Friday I received this Valentine from a crosswalk client/admirer.