Sunday, May 29, 2011

It's Race Day!

Sundays are the typical day for the NASCAR's Sprint Cup races. I have been watching racing since I was 13 years old and chose Dale Earnhardt as my favorite driver. While others hated his aggressive style, I loved it! I was ecstatic when he won his first Daytona 500 (on his 20th try!) on February 15, 1998. And I was heartbroken when he was killed in a last lap in the Daytona 500 on February 18, 2001. After his death, i considered not watching NASCAR without him. After that idea was rejected, I considered cheering for his son, Dale Jr. i also rejected that idea. Then I saw Tony Stewart. He has a certain edge to him that could almost replace Dale Earnhardt to me. So, from that moment, Tony Stewart became my new favorite driver. And still is today.

As for my love of NASCAR, it has dwindled through the years. At one point, I had an enormous memorabilia collection. I had large (1:24) die-casts, small (1:64) die-casts, framed photos, books, magazines, key chains, T-shirts along with other items. Much of that collection has been sold or lost (through moves).

The husband still watches NASCAR. I simply tolerate it. I still hope for Stewart to win, but cannot stand to sit and watch it.

Here are a few of my personal pictures associated with NASCAR.

November 2005
When I first found out I was pregnant with my first set of twins, I bought 2 sets of Tony Stewart socks.
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April 2006
We made a trip to Corpus Christi, TX and visited Labonte Park when we left.
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December 2010
My son sleeping in my old Tony Stewart jersey.
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April 2011
My son wearing his Tony Stewart outfit.
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May 2011
Dover Downs and Dover flag   
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Friday, May 27, 2011

Leopards Don't Change Their Spots.... Or Do They?

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This going to be somewhat of a vent. But, it is just something that has been weighing on my mind. So, I apologize in advance.

We all have that friend. You know, the needy, emotional drama filled one that we just can't seem to de-friend. I listened for years to my friend whose boyfriend was just treating her wrong. Listened to her cry, scream, bitch, complain, etc. Then, one day they finally broke up. She moved on, made a good life for herself and I was proud of her for doing so.

So, she starts dating loser #2. It's not my problem. So, I stay out of it. Until she starts calling again complaining that he is treating her wrong. So, what can I say? I listen sympathetically, give her logical advice. It appears they are done. Over.

Then.... they get engaged? What? In the words of Deion Sanders -- "Hold on, Playa!" Oh, wait. That actually fits this loser too perfectly. He's nothing but a player. But, good luck my friend. Wish you the best.

Maybe this time, my phone won't ring with complaining or unhappy tears......