Well, we fired up the baby buggy last Sunday an' hit the bricks at the Indianapolis Motor Speedway!
Now, I gotta confess somethin'. After all that pissin' an' moanin' I did, turns out ridin' in the baby buggy wasn't TOO bad. Mom got soaked but me an' O'Mally stayed dry (fer the most part. Dang mesh winduhs!).
Okay, O'Mally, like the bumper sticker says......sit down, shut up, an' HANG ON!!!
Here's us an' Holden (Sal's brother) comin' up on the first turn.
Hold up, bud.....I gotta make a pit stop. My breakfast burrito is fixin' tuh say "ADIOS!".
(Mom's note: Hank exits the port-o-pot twenty minutes later, complains about the lack of reading material, and shouts to passersby "Y'ALL MIGHT NOT WANNA GO IN THERE FER A WHILE!!!")
Hey, y'all check this out! Holden's gonna knock over the can while I keep an eye out fer security! Tee hee!
Okay, enough o' that tomfoolery.......time tuh do some serious struttin' with Sal, Uncle Kev and Aunt Laura. Uh, just in case yer wonderin', Sal's the one in the yellow slicker.
Holden was nice enough tuh hang back with O'Mally an' listen to her yap about her health an' all the medicines she takes an' her favorite show, Matlock, an' senior citizen discounts an' her luv fer cafeteria food.
Finally, we made the whole two and a half miles! WINGO!!!
I'm thinkin' I just might do this again next year. Better start carb loadin' now.