March Madness

My bracket is hanging on by a thread. I only have one team left, and I have that team winning it all. Seven of my Elite Eight are gone (and the Sweet Sixteen games aren't even over yet). My younger (not youngest) brother manages the family pool, and it's been rough to trash talk in his email updates when some folks have none of their Final Four teams remaining. He always pulls through, though. He's clutch like that.

Nonetheless, Lydia is still cheering during the games (and whenever else she feels like it - most notably at two o'clock in the morning).