American Pharoah

It was time for a girl’s weekend! Shopping & ponies were on the docket.

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We are professional outlet shoppers now. Once we got there, we were ready to split off and meet back up in 2 hours. We decided to all tackle the Shoppes of the Bluegrass in the same direction, so we’d just wave and touch base as we passed each other going in and out of stores.

The real reason for the trip got us doll’ed up for a white party event.

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Downs After Dark @ Churchill Downs!

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We decided to get the VIP Courtyard tickets for a more exclusive event. But we couldn’t find section 119. Then CM and I had to find the ladies room, so we told the girls we’d catch up. After finally finding section 118, I figured we were close enough. Went up to the ushers and they took our tickets, gave us bracelets and said “119 is around the corner”. So we went. No 119. Found the next usher and told her our story, she said “I’ll take you.” Next thing you know we are in box 19, not section 119. Um. Ok. I turn to CM and said “Act like you know what you are doing. Act like we are supposed to be here.” Lady asks if this looks familiar. Yes, yes it does.

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I waved the other girls in and we had a blast. There was only 1 older couple in there with us that probably knew we weren’t where we belonged but no one else was there so I think they enjoyed having people to talk to. A look at the Courtyard, where are real seats were.

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Selfie minus the stick.

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As the races came to a close, I went down to the track to soak it all in. Get up close!

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Here they come!

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Highlight was seeing American Pharoah parade in front of us. Legendary.

Tight Squeeze

I told Herbie, it was my year to get the boat, back up a trailer and get the boat in the water. He was to be my supervisor! We had a little work to do before she could be launched.

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I had to get under her so we could rewire the fish finder for CS. We couldn’t get it by just “fishing” (see what I did there) the line through, the sheet metal had to come down and I was the perfect size to do that. Once we got over to the boat ramp, there was a bit of traffic so I told Dad he could do it this time because I didn’t want to be “that guy” who holds up everyone up because they don’t know how to back up a trailer. I was still a newbie and ok giving that job back this year. But not next. I will be practicing!

Carb Day @ IMS

I was the lucky receipent of some vendor tickets to Carb Day. Best way to attend that shit show, stay away from the drunks in your own private suite with a bartender! After the vendor dog and pony show, we made our way to the pits to see the real action. Normally you get this kind of view fighting your way for a photo opt among the swag merchandisers trying to score a buck on a signature.

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But once I made contact with my friend who works for the Kanaan team, we got a better view. Other side of the ropes!

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Even up close and personal with the car!

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It was really cool to see the guys working on the real deal that would be circling the track in just a few days. We made our way around a few more garages to find swarms of people chasing this guy.

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I had no idea who it was until I heard someone in the crowd “That’s Roger Penske”. I wondered if I got close enough to him, his fortunes would rub off on me. I could use any portion of 1.4 billion dollars. But a picture would have to do.

Then we found the car my company sponsors. Our logo is probably the first thing to wear off in a crash. Play I spy below…

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Just in time for a photo opt with the driver!

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