Day at the Races

We found out that we've been living in a horse racing paradise for almost three years and we haven't done anything about it. Scioto Downs track is just a couple miles south of the beltway and holds a trove of good experiences waiting to be had.

It was only $3 to get in to watch the races because the venue makes most of its money off the people that gamble on the races. I thought that we ought to be good citizens and provide more revenue to this beautiful venue. Wouldn't it be good to participate in a little gambling so that we might understand and be able to better relate to those that suffer from such addictions?

It was Elder Maxwell that said the study of doctrine will do more to change behavior than the study of behavior will change behavior. That established, wouldn't it be easier to understand the viles of gambling by participating in it rather than reading about other peoples' experiences with it?

Well, truth be told, we didn't put down any money on any horse that night. But we did try to make guesses among our dinner party to nail the trifecta, perfecta, or the exacta. Those weren't the only terms we learned that night. We also learned the difference between a standardbred vs a thoroughbred, a trot vs a pace, a harness race vs a saddle race. We also learned that not all jockeys are petite (to put it nicely).

This post was initially supposed to have a third picture. But for some reason the pregnant lady did not think it becoming to show her beautiful belly in the doorway. So instead I took some artistic freedom to recreate for you all what pregnant lady looks like. These dimensions are proportional and realistic in every way. T minus 4 weeks!