It’s been a crazy weekend. Crazy good, but still crazy. Matthew was able to experience his first parade this morning, though he may have been more enthralled with the steps, of course. He loved the trucks, and spent the walk back to the car asking for “more chrucks”. Oh, and he loved the fact that “Pop Pop” went with him.
The day before, Eric and I went to the Indy 500. Aside from our shortcuts to and from the track being closed for “security reasons”, a major road into the track being closed for “security reasons’, waiting in traffic for an hour, losing our parking spot, and waiting almost 2 hours in line just to get into the track for “security reasons”, it was a great day! Apparently, at one point in the day, security officials were measuring coolers, like physically measuring coolers. FOR WHAT PURPOSE?! You can take whatever size bag you want in. They weren’t even really checking bags. But damn you and your 16 x 16 cooler with too much ice!
Thousands of people missed the start of the race, and we witnessed more than one fight almost break out from people upset in line. And if that wasn’t bad enough, once it got close to racetime, they quit checking bags and coolers at all, and once the race started, they just opened the gates and didn’t even take tickets, so anyone could just walk in. Obviously those unnecessary security procedures did their job…(sarcasm hand).
This picture was taken about 11:30. Aka, we moved about 250 feet in 45 minutes. Our line had no end in sight, and the line to the right is the line to other gate, which had doubled-back on itself. Thankfully, we did make the start of the race and had great pit views.
We changed our seats this year, and although it was fun to see the pits, we couldn’t see much else, so we’ll be changing next year. We also had great weather. This is first year that I’ve gone where it hasn’t been 90 degrees.
And because Saturday wanted in on some of the holiday weekend action, we found ourselves at bachelor and bachelorette parties for Eric’s sister and her future hubby. Unfortunately, due to lack of a babysitter for the kiddo and travel to Indianapolis, I missed out on some of the festivities, but did join a group of lovely ladies for afternoon of wine and painting.
It’s an awesome idea–an unpainted canvas with a picture lightly sketched on, a few mini-lessons throughout the session, and a glass or two (or three, if that’s your thing…) of wine. Voila! Anyone can paint. It really was a lot of fun.
Hope everyone had a safe and wonderful Memorial Day (or Decoration Day, if you’re totally old school). Apparently it’s been Memorial Day since WWII, but I totally learned Decoration Day in school.