Bowling Boys Birthday

Saturday nights are bowling league nights and November happens to contain 3 birthdays for our little group. Monday’s is Bowling Boys birthday. Poor thing has to work, so he decided he wanted to celebrate tonight after bowling. And celebrate he did! He got pretty happy and I got lots of pictures and some videos. But first, his wife Red. She’s a bit tired, and I don’t blame her. She has a 2 year old and a 1 month old at home.

Red got in a nice nap and was feeling refreshed when we moved into the bar area of the bowling alley after league was done. To celebrate Bowling Boys birthday some shots were had. Bowling Boy made sure no alcohol was wasted and cleaned the tray after the drinks were delivered.

Red and Super K ordered blow jobs, Super K’s husband was at home with their kids so Red stepped in for him. Here’s some videos of the girls enjoying their shots.  

Then it was time for Bowling Boys presents. J and I got him a gag gift, and there’s no way I could have just taken pictures of this and done it justice.  So here’s video, and if you don’t see any of the other videos in this post at least see this one. 

This was a gag gift based on a picture Red had sent us from their vacation earlier this year. They were at a beach and Bowling Boy was not only buried in the sand, he was also sculpted with a female figure. So we figured he needed some support for his new figure, that and he’s tried on some of Red’s clothing before (goofing around I hope). So he definitely needed some of his own.  So here’s Bowling Boy in all his new outfit glory!

 

Bowling Boy just had to thank J for the gift.

 

   

 And of course he had to be stuffed to make sure he completely filled out the cups.

 

Here’s a random conversation we had with Bowling Boy. I’m not sure how we got on this topic, but it was fun listening to him explain and justify.   

 

 

 Poor bowling boy seemed ready for bed at this point.

Happy Birthday to me!

Ok, it’s not for a couple more days.  This year I’m changing decades.  I’m gonna be…30!!  I’m gonna be old! (Disclaimer – for some reason, I think I’m gonna be old, everyone I know over 30, I don’t think they’re old, this only applies to me)  I’m normally the type of person who doesn’t like a big fuss for her birthday.  I’ve always hated when Mom and Dad would have the serving staff bring cake when we went to dinner.  But this year I wanted to have a party.  I knew who I wanted to invite, but I couldn’t figure out what to do or where to go.  A couple of the invitees have children, and I wanted to include the children in the event. 

I thought about dinner, but unless we went to McDonald’s, I couldn’t afford dinner for everyone.  I thought about dancing, which would leave out some of the people I would invite but I wasn’t sure about my own energy, thanks to the MS.  My apartment isn’t big enough for everyone, unless I moved my furniture out.  Then it might have fit most of everyone.  Most of the guests were being invited from my city, so Mom and Dad’s was a bit too far away.  Final result?  We went bowling!  And, except for the jerk on the league, we had a lot of fun!  J and some of the others actually bowl at this alley on a Sunday league, so last night they just relaxed and had fun.  Not that they don’t while in league.  But in league they aren’t allowed to use bumpers.  Or throw granny style, with their non-dominant hand or any of that other goofy stuff.  Last night they did. 

We all had a good time.  Mom and Dad weren’t bowling, but decided they wanted to throw a couple of my balls.  Mom got a baby fix since one couple brought they baby girl who just recently turned 1.  My favorite little guy in the world was there.  He just turned 5 and is already up to my chest!  He’s gonna be one big boy eventually!  And such a ladies man.  Once his hormones kick in, his parents are gonna have a heck of a time with him.  But he has a heart of gold, so at least he’ll do what he can to not hurt the millions of girls who fall for him

Here’s pictures from the party.  Please forgive the quality.  Remember the jerk league guy?  Yeah, he yelled at me for using my flash and my camera apparently wasn’t interested in playing nice with no flash.