A day comes along that makes me remember why I'm still on this earth...
I took my son Pat to the NASCAR race at Michigan International Speedway last Sunday.... We had a BLAST.... It was his first NASCAR event... I'm so glad that I was the one to take him...
Adam was bugging me to go.... I felt bad telling him no, but I didn't have another ticket for him... So, I told him he wasn't old enough....
I think next year I'm going to take both Adam and Pat.... Adam cheered up when I got home with his Tony Stewart hat though...
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While I was trying to have a good time with Pat, I called Jenny a couple times in the morning and she was already fed up with the kids... Not sure if she realized it or not, but she was laying one hell of a guilt trip on me.... So, I decided not to call again and planned on not answering any calls from her... I was trying to have fun with Pat...
Then, after I get home.... This is after 3.5 hours of driving starting at 1:30 am (and I was up all day to boot), spent the entire day at the track.... Sunburnt to hell... Got back to Pat's house at 9pm or so.... Then drove for another 2 hours to get home... And she complains because SHE is tired... I just rolled over and went to sleep...
I guess I'm not allowed to have a long day... Over 24 hours with no sleep and SHE is complaining about being tired... I just rolled over and went to sleep...
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Welp, guess it's bedtime... Gotta get up early and go hide from the FOC fucker... I really hope our morgage goes through sometime really really soon....
Chip