Lime Bowling

Three empty wooden spice jars were standing forgotten by the pantry baseboard, so I lined them up in a tidy little triangle... ehh. A stray lime was resting nearby on the floor. Perfectly round, nice and firm. I nudged it between both my hands, squatted low, and aimed straight down the slick kitchen tiles. One gentle shove, and off it rolled, humming smoothly over the grout. Strike. The lime smacked the front jar head-on, sending all three clattering across the floor in a loud, glorious tumble. I didn't even have to chase after them to feel victorious. Best kitchen bowling alley ever.