I'd be a liar if I said I had more vested interest in the NCAA tournament than a "hoorah" (or two) thrown in the direction of Mizzou and Utah State (and subsequently an "oh dang" in response to each of their first-round losses).
That being said, a psuedo-March Madness of my own took over these past few weeks. Thanks to my friend Ariel, I got a job at Zeppe's, a local italian ice joint about ten minutes from campus. I've quickly discovered that I secretly love taking people's orders...*let womenbelonginthekitchen jokes ensue
On top of that, check out the newest addition to the Betsy Blanchard family (established March 2011):
This stuff just isn't made up.