After Two Rounds

Official Standings:

Anne 35-17

Jerod 35-17

Elise 35-17

Chris 32-20

Rock Chalk Jayhawk Sweet Sixteen!

photo from kusports.com

It's March...

And thus, we are enjoying March Madness. Holt family bracket standings, after 1.5 rounds of action (and yes, I mean 1.5... four measly 'play-in' games does NOT constitute a round, no matter how many times CBS tries to make it so) are as follows:

Jerod 33-13

Elise 30-16

Chris 31-15

Anne 34-12 (Boom-sha-ka-la-ka!)

Of course, all we really want out of these stinking brackets is a few more KU wins. Jerod and I are trying to patiently wait for tonight's 7:40 KU v Ill tip off (Elise doesn't care quite as much, and Chris just hopped a plane to Seattle for that job thing he has to do). And yes, I'm letting Jerod stay up to watch tonight. I never claimed to be a good parent.

Sickos

Second sick day this week. I shouldn't complain, because this virus is all in all an easy one. It's just fever, some cough, and congestion. But, it's icky and gray out, I'm missing church, and I want spring. I got the Sunday blahs.

Lutsen 2011

We are just back from a lovely trip to Lutsen with two other families. Two of the three days of skiing were great (day one was excessively windy), and the company was fabulous. As always, I should have taken more pictures. Here are the few I did take.

This Girl...

is really making life interesting lately. An inappropriate valentine, an incident on the bus (a story that's entirely too long to even post), her new habit of starting every sentence with "DUDE," and her ever-sassy demeanor have me at my wit's end. I love her zest for life, but she's totally wearing me out. DUDE, she's totally wearing me out.

The 'After' Picture

From Phone pics

Whaddya know? There really IS a floor in there.

The Dreaded Call

I hate it when this shows up on the caller ID. There's really no chance of a good outcome. Either someone's puking, the school's been set on fire, or someone's in trouble. Today was the latter. Elise talked another student into putting something grossly inappropriate (involving male genitalia) on a valentine. I'm beyond mortified. It's not going to be a fun night at my house.