Duke was stomped by Miami tonight. Stomped. 90-63.
Fortunately, I wasn’t actually watching it. We had small group tonight, and even though I set it to record on the DVR, I couldn’t help but check the score on my iPhone. Reece, whose Wolfpack got beat last night by a Wake Forest team that hasn’t been good in years, commiserated with me.
And of course Carolina beat Georgia Tech, which I knew was going to happen. Georgia Tech isn’t very good and they were playing at the Dean Dome. Carolina’s starting to play better and Duke… I don’t know what’s happened to them since the middle of December. I know Ryan Kelly’s out, but Ryan Kelly isn’t 27 points.
I’ve decided I will not watch the game on the DVR.
Aside from that, I had a pretty good day. Work went well. I took Milly with me to the bank and Costco. She hadn’t been inside the bank before and said it was beautiful. I was talking to a lady at a desk, not a teller, I don’t know what you’d call her, but she and the business manager both talked about how pretty Milly was.
Before we left Milly got in the papasan and said to me, “I’m sitting in the papasan. Take a picture of that.” And so I did, but as I was about to take the picture she gave me this pose. I love this picture. I can almost see her as a teenager in it.
We then proceeded to take other pictures: happy, sad, angry, silly and a couple others.
Small group featured the return of the Hausers, who have been away in Germany. Well, one of them anyway. Monique came, but they didn’t have a babysitter, so Simon stayed home. We were down the Sawyers and Nick, who was sick, too. We knew it was going to be a gabfest anyway, so we called the night a social. Tristen brought pizza, someone brought some cookies and Amanda brought some Rice Krispie treats, except she made them with Fruity Pebbles and they were even better.
The Stuffs and Monique left and the rest of us decided to play Carcassonne. Tristen, who had never played, won. That seems to always happen with that game, because the noobs always get help from everyone.