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Boogity Boogity Boogity Let's Go Racing!!!!!!!!!!!




WooHoo Race day at the Mile! Holy Cow did we get to see a ton of drivers! Kirk got so many autographs and took my picture with about 10 drivers. It was awesome. I love this photo of Kenny Wallace. He is so damn funny! I called him sweetie. I felt like a giddy schoolgirl around these guys. If it was Dale Jr though, I think I woulda peed myself and then maybe, just MAYBE, I would have to ability to say um hi or something unintelligent like that. Truex Jr walked right by us but we had no clue that the driver's meeting was just getting out so we realized it too late. We did get Bill Elliott's autograph. That was cool. I met Carl Edwards (he's cute in person) and his crew cheif plus we met Bono (pronounced BohNoh not BahNoh like in U2). I had to run and catch him then ask if he was Bono so that I knew I had the right guy. Kirk pointed him out and I said well if you think it's him, yell his name. He says what if it's not? Well, he'll IGNORE the wrong name. Kirk didn't want to run after him so being the good wife, I did.


Found a cute Dale Jr bib shorts and shirt outfit for Donovan and Sophia can wear it too when she's bigger. It's pretty ambiguous. I got a Jr tank top and a golf shirt style tee. We got a lot of other stuff but since it's after 1am, I can't remember what they all are.

The race was rained out but oh well. It certainly cooled off from the 114 that it was in the bleachers. I'm glad we were in the infield though I'm sure it was close to 100 out there. Got a little burnt on my shoulders but oh well.

I'll post more photos tomorrow (later today?).

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