From Lucy to Fred

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Flintstone that is. 😳

So #1 wanted to go bowling for his birthday (can you SEE where this is going? :dead: ).
We go, his friend shows up, oh and I forgot the cookie cake :doze:
I told the kids, no LAUGHING at mom (because Mom hasn’t bowled but maybe once in her life). So I’m doing pretty good (never again will I pay for 2 hours. It was WAY too long), and after hour 1 two high school boys come in and start playing next to us. They’re a total riot, trying to mess each other up and stuff. Like one time, guy #1 was getting ready to bowl and guy #2 yells out “FRUIT” just as he went to release the ball and the guy totally flubbed it. Yes, I laughed my ass off.

Not five minutes later it’s my turn. I”m tired. My fingers hurt and our time is nearly up. I’m clock watching. I walk out, I throw the ball and then my feet disappeared. This was not a small fall either. Have you ever fallen down and not known how you got there?

Oh NOOOOOOOO no discreet and delicate stumble that I can gracefully recover from.

Baby this is RED ALERT! THE FAT CHICK IS DOWN. I REPEAT, THE FAT CHICK ON LANE SEVENTEEN IS DOWN!!!!!!!!!!!! :yell:

The high school boys laughed. The kids laughed. Hell, I laughed. I mean what the hell else are you gonna do?
(yes Daisy I’m using it in my current wip -though Carlotta’s not fat).

6 thoughts on “From Lucy to Fred

  1. Oh Cece, you are hysterical! Reading this I could almost feel your pain (both physical and emotional) as you fell. Eek! You poor thing! Oh yeah, this will be one birthday you and your son won’t soon forget. 😯

    Honestly, if we romantic comedy writers didn’t have such preposterous stuff going on in our lives, where oh where would we ever get all those zany situations that pop up in our books? 🙂

  2. Girl!!!! I’m telling you i’m still laughing (so’s my son). My ex fell once (after our divorce) and still had the ball in his hand. It landed on his leg and hurt him really bad. I’m so unsympathetic all i could think was, who the hell gets HURT BOWLING??????? :loser:

    BTW I’m also still sore –who knew bowling was exercise?!?! :memememe:

  3. …Honestly, if we romantic comedy writers didn’t have such preposterous stuff going on in our lives, where oh where would we ever get all those zany situations that pop up in our books?

    From Cece? :hideme:
    (duck, swoop, run………….)