Unless I already told you.
The rumors are true. I am going to NASCAR. In Atlanta. To the Bass Pro Shops 500. This weekend. With pit passes and all. Without wearing capris, flip flops or short sleeves (what else do I own?!?). Finding long sleeves, jeans, and tennies to wear. With my super fabulous digital Rebel and Canny the Canonlens. Brushing up on all the NASCAR deets. You would not believe the font of NASCAR knowledge I will have by the time we reach the speedway.
And people watching. Better than when I had sweet seats to Raw is War. Wow. I'm seriously on the verge of whiskey tango, don't you think?
I think I need to go to Nordstrom. :)
1 comment:
You are so darn cute...
I love you so much!
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