A day at the races

September 25, 2005 | By valmg |

I got up at 4am this morning. My hubby got up somewhat nicely, only for us to go pick up my Dad, brother and his girlfriend to find out none of them were ready. At least for once it wasn’t me making us late.
Rusty did not have a spectacular race but he finished in the top 10. My brother roots for Stewart, my Dad roots for Kahne, and my brothers girlfriend roots for Gordon - they all had a bad day. Hubby roots for Martin, who finished just behind Rusty.
My brother got stinking drunk, passed out in the middle of the race, and behaved like a real jackass when he awoke. He’s not a nice drunk. On the way home someone drew on his face with makeup.