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May. 2nd, 2017 09:32 pmWent bowling with AJ tonight. As expected, I did very badly. 36, 78, 46, 65 in four games.
But a funny thing happened. In the lane next to us, there was a kid bowling by himself. (The automatic scoring machine says he bowled a total of 130 frames. My arm was dying after three games, I can't imagine playing 13.) Anyway, his mom showed up after a while. At one point, after AJ hugged me when I made a strike and then stepped away to get a drink, the kid's mom asked me "Is that your son?"
"No, he's my boyfriend." Dangers of dating younger men. He's 31. I just turned 49.
"Oh. I was hoping my son would hug me like that when he grows up."
But a funny thing happened. In the lane next to us, there was a kid bowling by himself. (The automatic scoring machine says he bowled a total of 130 frames. My arm was dying after three games, I can't imagine playing 13.) Anyway, his mom showed up after a while. At one point, after AJ hugged me when I made a strike and then stepped away to get a drink, the kid's mom asked me "Is that your son?"
"No, he's my boyfriend." Dangers of dating younger men. He's 31. I just turned 49.
"Oh. I was hoping my son would hug me like that when he grows up."
