I can't stand it

Despite a few setbacks, it's been a summer of joy for me. I'm having a great time lately.

Among the things bringing me joy this summer is racing. My guy, Tony Stewart, is having a Cinderella season. Only he's no Cinderella.


He's a been number one in the point-standings for weeks. He needs wins. Every win earns Tony 10 bonus points in the Chase (playoff) standings. Two drivers have more wins than Tony.

Tomorrow they race at the famed Brickyard in Indianapolis, Indiana, Tony's home state. I want him to win tomorrow so much it hurts.

If life is a fairy tale, Tony Stewart will win and Ryan Newman will place second in tomorrow's race. A NASCAR- obsessed gal can dream, right?

If Tony can't win, then Ryan just must. He's an Indiana boy too, a graduate of Purdue. Though Ryan is likely to make the Chase, he's not safely in. He needs a good race tomorrow.

If Tony or Ryan can't win, then I hope Junior wins. He needs a win more than anyone.

Excitement is giving way to nervousness. I'm getting so that I can't stand myself. I may have to walk this off.

I hope it's a good race tomorrow.