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UNC is in the Final Four again this year.  That's good news.  The Heels should be in the Final Four every year, pretty much.  But this is where this team really should be.  Hansbrough and company have worked hard and have kicked the shit out of a lot of really good teams to get where they are.  If they play well and play hard and play smart, then they should bring home the trophy.  My thoughts on basketball.

Its only going to get in the low 50's today.  That's cold.  That's completely unacceptable.  Its spring, for Christ's sake.  It was 80 degrees two days ago.  This cold weather has no place around here anymore.  My thoughts on the weather.

Met Peryn's new man last night.  I didn't actually meet him, as he and I went to boarding school together.  But I hadn't seen him in probably 15 years.  So we went out to dinner and had a nice time.  It is pretty obvious that he (Adair) and Peryn will be married, etc.  And this is a good thing because he comes from a good southern family that will get along very well with ours.  Unlike spouses in the past of both mine and my sister's, Adair's family is just like ours, except that they are much more wealthy.  But they're wealthy in the good old southern way, meaning they don't flaunt it or pride themselves in it, they just have it.  And the other good news is that Adair has children- two little boys- so my parents will now finally have grandchildren.  And I'm sure that Peryn and Adair will be very quick to have one or two of their own.  So my parents will finally have their beloved grandchildren.  That's the one thing that's been missing in these last 10 years or so.  And I sure as hell will not ever be giving them any grandkids.  But now everyone is happy.
So that's that......... 

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