LEMonade

So I spent Easter Sunday doing the one thing that I probably shouldn’t…gambling at the horse races.  Maybe that is why we didn’t win anything.  Regardless, it was a really exciting experience with GREAT people watching.  In my mind, I’ve always envisioned the horse races to be filled with big hats, sundresses, cocktails, people with English accents and big money.  Unfortunately, my experience on a beautiful Sunday afternoon was none of these things.  When Brian, his Dad and I decided we would spend the afternoon at the track, I immediately grabbed my green sundress from my closet (one that I have been waiting for the perfect Spring moment to unveil).   I have several friends that make the trek to the Kentucky Derby every year and that’s all I could think about.  As I watched Brian and his Dad walk out in t-shirts and jeans I thought I might be a tad overdressed and with some disappointment opted for a tank and jeans instead.  As we entered the track, I started to realize that more people were wearing holey jeans then seersucker pants and no mint juleps were in sight.  As we strategically picked our seats (in the sun, with full view of the board) Brian’s Dad quickly warned me to watch out for the creepy old men.  Strange, I dont recall creepy old men in the horse racing scene from Pretty Woman. After a few trips to the concession stand, I soon realized that Bay Meadows was no Kentucky Derby, but it was just as entertaining. As a first timer, I learned that studying the stats and number crunching or my method of choosing the horses based on their names is never a guarantee; there is no need to bring a book to pass the time between the races, the people watching is just as entertaining; and there are no British accents or sundresses or mint juleps…mainly just a bunch of drunk old men.  Although it wasnt a day at the Royal Ascot, it was really fun to experience something new.  I wish I could say I won big money, but my $3.40 win was enough for me.