“Through their own words they will be exposed.” - Sinead O’Connor, Emperor’s New Clothes
June 9th, 2008 at 6:12 am

It just wasn’t meant to be

CORRECTION Belmont StakesThis weekend I went to a private Belmont Stakes party, sponsored by a gentleman from UPS.   Even without ever following horse racing before, it’s a no brainer when I learned that UPS was the major sponsor of “Big Brown,”  who is one of my biggest clients.  (Appropriate name, don’t you think?)   The party was a success — open bar (how many dirty martinis can Stacy put away? Oh, only as many as my guest Julia did her bloody marys!), wonderful spread, and great people in a bar in East Cobb called Trilogy.  Unfortunately, however, Big Brown failed to live up to the promise of being Triple Crown winner.  big brown  Even without a huge passion for horse racing, I’d gotten caught up in the excitement of it all, only to be disappointed like many others….probably all others except those who bet on Da’ Tara, the winner.
Color me stupid once again that I hadn’t realized how QUICKLY these races go!  Well, duh, of course they do, right? I mean, it’s not like it’s a car race and they have 70+ laps to finish!  (Poor, poor horsey that it even crossed my mind)  But it was there and gone in a flash, leaving the whole room shocked and saddened.  So there was really only one thing to do… Jules and I headed out to join with friends Allen, Rex, Royce and Connie to get the mood back up.   We ordered an obnoxious amount of pizza (which is becoming a trend, really), drank an obnoxious amount of drink, and just hung out the rest of the evening until it was time to call it a night and head home.
The button above is actually kind of fun.  They were part of a campaign we helped UPS get out, but mine here is of the special variety.  There’s another little button on the back of it that makes a horse neigh sound when you press it!  It’s just gotta be the cutest thing ever!  That, and durable, as I put it through the washer yesterday, still pinned to my blouse.  Oops.  :)  Hopefully Big Brown will come back and do well again later this summer because there’s nothing more fun that walking around with an obnoxiously cute horsey-neighing button.   I never really thought about horse racing before, but I might just could get into it now.
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2 Responses to “It just wasn’t meant to be”

  1. coffeedog Says:

    Oh I am not one to watch horse races, I just feel so bad for the horses. I’m a cupcake that way.

  2. Stacy Says:

    I know what you mean. I’m more like that with the greyhound races though, since at least I have it somewhere in the back of my head that these horses go on to be OK - as pets or studs or whatever. It’s those poor puppies that I have a hard time thinking about what happens to them.

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