Derby Duldrums

Sure, the idea of a wonderfully tacky hat really excited me. The weeks leading up to the Kentucky Derby had me thinking about the perfect hat to wear in my mother's living room sipping on a mint julep and cheering on my horse of choice. I had built up the notion and the fantasy of the Kentucky Derby inside my head 'til I could barely think of anything else.

After the fact... well, the hat was very nice. I hate whiskey and my horse came in 14th place. I chose Dean's Kitten because I like cats. It should have been a cat race. Cats racing would have been a lot more fun to watch. Cats sleeping would have been more fun to watch.

I had no idea the race was so short. I guess I had the thing pegged to be like a NASCAR race where the horses go around 500 times. That would've made what I had built up in my head closer to reality. Fiery wrecks, horses flipping over each other, and fast-paced pit stops where they change the horses' shoes and spray water in the jockeys' faces would also have complimented the show and greatly enhanced my enjoyment. Well, if my (super-awesome) hat didn't keep slipping down over my eyes by the weight of its sheer awesomeness.

But, all was not lost. Or it wasn't a total loss. I mean I got to wear a hat, right. I decorated tge hat with stands I made for puffballs to sit on so they could watch the Derby through their little googly eyes. And in turn the puffballs had on tiny hats with puffballs on them. I need to get a picture, but that will have to wait. I left my camera at my mom's house. But soon so soon.

To be continued, then... with pictures.