Our baby is ten months old as of today. She continues to be the most amazing human we could possibly want to be around. We girls went shopping for a few basic items this morning (and to get Shamrock Shakes on the way home -- don't tell) and I spent the whole time being overwhelmed by the glory that is my Grump. I realize at the end of the day that the best shots of her were all videos, but there are at least a couple of good stills.
We had a St Patrick's dinner with T&A next door, and played Mario games and watched a movie. We were there late enough that the old man I live with fell asleep on the couch halfway through Mars Attacks. It has been so long since time was measured by 40-hour, M-F workweeks that this kind of entertainment seems normal now. I can't imagine going back to the rigid structure anymore. We have plans to watch basketball over there, T and I, and he is going to work remotely from his couch. This is how it should be, whenever possible.
I feel like I have waited until the very last minute to fill out my tournament brackets. I did them on four or five websites, every one I could think of to search on. Some allowed me to fill out more than one. I hope I didn't have to choose which brackets are meant as entries into whatever contests I was trying to get in. I don't remember doing that. I also didn't put a whole lot of brain energy into my choices. This year is going to be so wild, with the instant elimination rule for a single positive covid test, there is no way to know who will make it all the way. I did choose Illinois to win it all in almost every variation. Not sure why, but it seemed easier to remember. Just you watch -- someone on that team will test positive by Saturday. I made one really wild bracket where my Buffaloes made it all the way to the Final Four. I mean, I had to dream a little, right?
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