When I was in town for my grandpa’s visitation and funeral last weekend, my parents gave Brendan and I their tickets to Game 5.
I should be writing that we won and we are playing the Blackhawks in the second round, but the Blues apparently like golf more than they like hockey. At least, they’ve acted that way the past three years. #soreloser
Regardless of the loss, it felt so good to dedicate last weekend to family. We told so many amazing stories of my grandpa, looked through old photos and videos, and enjoyed quite a few Buds for my grandpa. I mean, how many people can say that they toasted to their grandpa at the cemetery with a Bud? We can! (And then we consumed many more back at grandma’s house.)
Oh, and a trip home isn’t a trip home until we eat ice cream at Fritz’s. The girls certainly enjoyed their doggie cones.
Once we got back to Louisville, it took some adjusting to get back to “real life.” In fact, I took an extra day off work to head to the track with Kevin and friends for Thurby, the horse races at Churchill Downs the Thursday before the Kentucky Derby.
More Bud was consumed.
After I grabbed said Bud, I put $2 on one of the horses to win and he won! #thanksgrandpa
We got lucky with the weather, and had a gorgeous day with very little rain.
We didn’t go to the Kentucky Derby itself this year, as planned. Kevin had to work at the Derby (so cool!) but he was able to get home just in time to watch the main race. Before grandpa passed away, he mailed me $5 to have American Pharoah win. Well, grandpa’s horse won. Kevin said, “I think this is grandpa’s way of saying he’s doing just fine up in heaven.”
And it wouldn’t be Derby in Louisville without mass amounts of bourbon being consumed.