Channeling the Big Lebowski

Don't tell my physical therapist as she'd be worried about my lymphedema acting up, but we went bowling today! It's amazing how something as ordinary as bowling could be so much fun. (Given how many hours I spent in the clinic last week, even going to the library starts to feel like an adventure.) Here's proof of our crazy outing to the suburbs of Virginia in search of an old-fashioned bowling alley that doesn't have a dress code or obnoxious big screen TVs. I hit a strike on my first turn and although it was downhill from there, we had a swell time.