Last night during the Rose Bowl, I had my annual "Bowl Party." Not sure it quite qualifies as a PARTY - - - maybe a small gathering, a Band of Bowling Brothers.
This is about the fourth time I've had it, so I'm pretty sure that makes it a tradition.
It started with Steve, background, and me watching the Wisconsin bowl game. Steve is now in college, but I've known him since before his birth. Yep - - - I'm THAT good.
With Steve on the couch is his little surrogate brother Nick, whom I have also known since before his birth, who is still in high school. Last year was Nick's first time to join our little Band of Bowling Brothers with one Sister.
This is Adam, who has graduated from college. This was his second experience at a Keetha Bowl. It may be his last as he is moving to Texas and that might be a bit of a commute next year.
Anyway - - - they come over to watch a bowl game and let me fatten them up with pizza, pop, chips, and dip.
Fisherhubby watches the game with us until he gets bored - - - then he migrates out to the garage and his boat. Can you imagine THAT being more fun than a bowl game????