The conversation went something like this:
Darling wife: "We need a weekend away. I got my mom and [our babysitter] to watch the kids next weekend. Let’s go to the beach."
Me: “Sounds good.”
As much as I wanted to see the old gang, I’ve found that watching racing is a lot like watching sex. After you’ve seen it live a few times, the excitement fades and you realize a well-edited video is better in a lot of ways.