Hard to believe that we survived another Girl's Weekend. Nancy was the "Hostess with the Mostest" this time around and I must say she rocked ass. We all arrived in Lexington on Thursday night and serious eating and drinking ensued. Shocking, I know. Spent the day Friday taking a tour of Darley Farms where last year's Kentucky Derby winner, Street Sense, is now a serious stud. No kidding, three times a day, everyday for six months. Then they ship him off to Australia for the other six months, again, three times a day. That's the kind of stud I'm talkin' about! From Darley we were off to Keeneland for the last day of Spring Thoroughbred Racing. After a fabulous tailgate we headed in to bet on the ponies. Sad to say there were no big winners that day. Back to Nancy's Lost Creek Farm for cocktails and dinner. Pasta night, YUM! Saturday was the Rolex Three Day Event at the Kentucky Horse Park where we scored the most awesome parking spot. Crazy shit that eventing. It takes an average of 11 minutes to complete the course with the horses running an average of 21 mph jumping over jumps almost as big as my house. There were two horses that were injured in Saturday's competition that ultimately had to be put down. Very sad. Once the bloody mary booth closed for the day we split and headed back to Nancy's for shrimp on the barbie. We've learned over the years that as much as we love each other, we really can't take more than three days together. Sunday rolled around and it was time to head home. We dropped Colleen off at the Louisville airport and Nancy, Lene and I headed to Churchill Downs where I hit the exacta in the 2nd race for some serious cash. We could have stayed there all day but needed to get home. Long drive back to Chicago but we arrived safe and sound. To view all the pictures from Girl's Weekend, click here.
There is nothing better than spending some quality time with my girls. I've known Nancy and Colleen since 7th grade and Lene since I was 17. I would go to the ends of the earth for these women and they would do the same for me. Many people never have a "best friend" but I have three (4 counting K-Ho!) who I wouldn't trade for wine anything.
In other news:
Still not smoking but getting fatter by the second.
Justin turned 35 yesterday, even he is getting old! Happy belated bday dude.
Lauren finishes up her first year of college next week. That went fast.
The rabbits ate all my tulips again this year. Bastards!
My new camera sucks. I'm going to try and take it back to Best Buy. Wish me luck.
This is the kind of shit that I find every spring when I open up my windows to clean them. It is not so simple as to only require some Windex and paper towel. Noooooooooo! For me it requires the vaccuum and a strong stomach not to be completely repulsed by the creatures that make my windows their home. It is so utterly fucking gross I could scream. Rick tells me not to sweat the small stuff. This is so not fucking small. There is some sort of creature out there that makes these nests in my windows. I have never seen an actual bug but there are remnants. There are "shells" and "coccoons" and even some small worms. What the fuck are these and why can't they be happy living in the woods? Does anyone know? Does anyone else have this shit nesting in their windows or am I the only freak who still even cleans windows? Neighbors? New York cousins who have lived in the woods forever? Anyone? There will be something special in it for anyone who can tell me what makes this "nest" and how to get rid of it and prevent it from ever returning.
