Ramblings, and the frog bowling ball

I just thought I needed to let some things out, about what happened the past 3 day weekend.  On Friday I took Miles to the local high school football game.  He got to hang out with some of his buds, and I got to watch a halfway competitive game (and people watch).  I seen a couple of people I knew, and they asked how I was doing.  You know, the usual small talk.  Nothing dramatic or awkward.
On Saturday morning, I decided to get up early and meet the running group in El Dorado that is training for the half and full marathon in Wichita this October.  This is the same program that I helped with last year, except we were training for the half only at that time.  Miles needed to run this weekend for his cross country, but since this group started at 6:00 am, he wanted no part of that!  It was nice to see a lot of the people that I had trained with.  I told everyone that I was taking it easy for the day, because of my foot.  As it turns out, I way overdid it.  I went 6.6 miles.  The route we ran goes below the dam of a lake, and then up and around the corner.  I should have turned around when I made it to the dam, but the weather was great, and the sun was just about ready to rise.  I decided that I wanted to see that over the lake.  It was beautiful.  The sky going from a violet, to blue, to pink, to orange; and the water reflecting it all.  It was then that I checked my GPS and noticed that I was 3.3 miles out.  Oh well, the heel hurt like crazy that day, but the soul was recharged. 
Not much happened Sunday.  Just church, and then some yard work.  I started to miss my Melissa hard that afternoon.
On Monday I promised Miles that we would get out and do some things together.  We started by going to a movie.  It was kind of funny, but right before it started, he asked me how long it had been since I went to a movie.  That got me thinking, it was with Melissa about a year ago, at the very same theater.  A sad feeling washed over me for a bit.  After the movie we decided to go bowling.  The alley right by the theater had a Labor Day special, all you can bowl for $9.99 a person.  I asked Miles if he thought it would be weird it we brought his mom's frog bowling ball (my wife collected frog things), and used it every once in a while.  He thought that would be cool.  So that is what we did.  It was a little rough unpacking her bowling shoes, and placing them next to our street shoes.  Maybe it was a reminder that no one can fill her shoes.  Miles and I are not great bowlers (except on the Wii!), but we had fun.  The frog ball was a hit with the little kids on the next lane, and it made it feel like she was with us.  Just for fun I told Miles that I was going to bowl an entire game with her ball, even though the finger holes were all wrong for me.  Call it what you want, but something happened that game.  It turned out to be the highest scoring game of the day for us.  The ball was finding the right spot almost every time.  Miles even threw it a few times.  He would get 8 or 9 pins, and I would get the spare everytime, or else we would get a strike.  I think there were only 2 or 3 open frames the whole game.  We wound up rolling a 181!  That may not seem like much to some people, but for us that is pretty good.  Miles and I think we need to start a tradition of bowling on Melissa's birthday, with her ball.  Who am I to argue after what happened yesterday?  I think I'll post a picture of the frog ball this evening, in case anyone would like to see it.  Thanks to anyone who has put up with this rambling!