I’m finally back, showered, and mostly sobered up from a glorious day at the Indy 500 with Daisy. This was Daisy’s first ever 500, and we sat in the seats that I’ve occupied (courtesy of one my company VP’s) for like the last 6 years. It’s always a fabulously fun group of people that we sit with, and our VP is FAMOUS for his gin and tonics, which Daisy and I had waaaaaay too many of.
The weather was glorious and perfect, and our seats are under cover, so it’s even MORE perfect because we’re in the shade all day. And, while I have nothing against Ashley Judd’s husband specifically, it was a relief that he didn’t win because it meant that her big snooty face wasn’t all over the TV monitors constantly. Because seriously, who wants this?

You know what totally cracks me up? Without fail, every year, as I’m walking towards the fantabulous Indianapolis Motor Speedway, I see someone holding up a sign and yelling “Need tickets!!!” standing right next to someone else holding up a sign and yelling, “Get your tickets right here!” I so want to just walk up to them, and say, “Hey – I know how I can save you both a whole bunch of trouble.” But I never do. I simply look at them and chalk it up to them being crazy race people who are just painfully oblivious to their surroundings. But I’m serious you guys – I see this EVERY YEAR.
Anyway, such a great day. Junior Mock and Mini Mock stayed with their grandma last night, and Grandma Mock said that Junior Mock slept the whole night! That’s a first since his surgery, so I’m hoping he’ll do a repeat performance of that tonight. Tomorrow, Daisy is bringing her boxer over to play with the boys, which should be heaps of fun.
I’ll mock some stuff in a bit. Hope all of you mockdockers had a fabulous Sunday!


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