The Winner Takes it All

Well, at least I'm not alone in how terrible my bracket was picked this year. Out of 5.9 million-plus people who filled out brackets on espn.com's Tournament Challenge, only two ... TWO ... people correctly predicted all of the teams who would be in the Final Four. And 70.3% did not get any teams in the Final Four. Most of my family stands (or cowers in humiliation) among that 70.3%. Congrats to Vicki and Steph for being non-conformists and getting one pick in the Final Four.

And extra congrats (officially) to Aunt Vicki because before the tournament has even ended, you are the winner of the coveted Kelly Klan "trophy", even if your national champion pick was beaten in one of the many upsets in just the third round.

As for me, I am shame-faced by all the pink on my bracket. I will not be visiting that page for the remainder of this tournament.

Just wait until next year, Vicki. Next year.

-Me

"I'll get you next time, Gadget! Next time!" -Dr. Claw

We Have No Bananas Today

Preparing for marriage can be stressful, as many of you know. But amidst the stress, some funny conversations and debates have popped up between Glen and me. And I wanted to share one particularly frivolous one.

Bananas: Green or Yellow?

Now, I am in the green-tinted banana camp, and Glen is firmly planted in the yellow-with-some-brown-spots camp. This bodes well for our marriage, because when we go for groceries, we can buy delicious and beautiful kind-of-green bananas which I will enjoy for a couple of days, and once they go bad, Glen will happily consume them. What a symbiotic relationship we've got going. This will definitely not create a rift between us.

But what do you all think? Do you enjoy the crisp, fresh, delicious taste of a banana that still carries that green-ish hue? Or are you a mushy, over-sweet, kind-of-gross banana enthusiast? (yes, megan admits that she's attempting to sway your thinking; but it's her blog ... glen can influence you on his own blog, if he ever wants to create one.)

-Me

"Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana." -Groucho Marx

The Luckiest

It's been a crazy couple of weeks. Some very high highs, a couple of not-so-wonderful lows. But the highs have definitely been great, so that's what I'm going to focus on today. I have just resigned myself to the idea that the next three months will probably be a succession of these highs and lows in greater concentration than in previous times of my life. But it'll be better in the end.

Anyway, to list ... highs.

-Have never lost my ring.
-Glen got a Pell grant and is now debt-free!
-Went dress shopping for a few days and bought a gorgeous dress (and glen is feeling tortured because he can't see it until june 11th).
-The rash on my forehead (which accompanies one of the lows, but skipping over that) is slowly and steadily improving and fading.
-Mom met Glen and approved. (there was no doubt about that happening.)
-Have told and re-told the proposal story to great effect.
-Made a trek out to GJ for the weekend and got to see lots of family.
-Made enough Thai food to feed about thirty people (and there weren't 30 of us) and didn't have to chop the jalapenos or the onions ... thank you, sweetie.
-Hot tubbed both nights in GJ. Beautiful. (and thanks, camille and brad)
-Drove around Colorado National Monument on a practically perfect day.
-Jimmer broke 50 points. (focusing on the good game, not the game that made me want to tear my eyes out.)
-Slept on about a quarter of a king-size bed.
-Had multiple people comment on how thin I am. (was i fat before? ... don't answer that.)
-Was with Glen for two full days straight and didn't get anywhere near being tired of him.

All in all, I'm a pretty lucky gal. Still lots to do (more than i realize, i'm sure), but feeling good and happy. Hooray!

-Me

"Tristan and Isolde were lucky to die when they did. They'd have been sick of all that rubbish in a year." -Robertson Davies