A Day Late…

Sorry I’m late with this weekly report, but the last several days have been confusing and somewhat distressing for me…

The confusion stems from Ellis Park, our local thoroughbred racetrack, and my old stomping grounds. Old is the operative word here. Our poor little track has changed owners several times in the past five years, with Big Plans and No Progress, leaving the facility in really rough shape. Churchill Downs bought it back a couple of years ago and now has (allegedly) started fixing structural problems and while the buildings/grounds are still a work-in-progress, they’ve added several new stakes races, bringing in more Horsemen and $$. The 2024 racing season at Ellis was scheduled to open July 4, but there was a big storm the night before with Zeus throwing lightning bolts around like confetti, and one hit the pump in the water tower. An early-morning announcement shut the show down on Thursday. Reports were sketchy and we heard that the Friday race card had been moved to Monday. We’d planned to visit on Friday, so just moved our plans to Monday. We heard wrong. I realized yesterday evening that they were open and running on Friday, and consequently closed on Monday, so I won’t be able to get to the track until after our WDW trip. I remain confused because they’re running on Saturday, Sunday, and Monday this year–what’s with that? –except for this one Monday…

The Distress occurred when I went shopping…for clothes…because I’ve outgrown all of my frocks…which were really old anyway. Convinced that the tight waistbands and clinging tees were all due to years of washing, I blithely went into the dressing room at Kohl’s to try on some shorts. I was intimidated by the tri-fold mirrors in the fitting room, and when I removed my old shorts to try the new and could see my figure from front, back, and side, I stopped in my tracks, staring at an image that strongly resembled my mother; I’m used to that from the neck up, but this time it was Mom’s thighs and butt that I saw… I struggled to pull the new shorts past my massive ass and did get the zipper zipped, but could barely breathe. Yes, I have advanced a clothing size, and yes, I now wear the same size Mom did when she was 71. What’s a girl to do? Process it over drinks, I say…and I did. I think we’ll just call it a Promotion. I look “fine” in my new clothes and nobody knows but us, right? While I Should eat in a more healthy fashion, my dieting days are long gone. I’m on my way to Disney where decadent snacks and exotic drinks are a beloved part of the Experience. I have an arsenal of Disney tees and they still fit okay, mostly. Besides, the weather is supposed to be hot, humid, with daily rain, so if people are being critical, they’ll probably laugh and point at my hair. I guess if that’s my biggest problem, I should be grateful….and I am…

We’ll be meeting up with The Jose Fam next Sunday to begin our five days at the Disney Resort. This trip means quite a bit to me, as I have tried to arrange it for the last four years. I thought it might never happen, and it’s very likely it will never happen again, so I want to savor each moment as we run ourselves ragged from ride to ride and park to park, making magic memories. We will have a blast and it should make a great movie.

The countdown begins… Soo excited!

Peace