Two WHOS of Blue?: About Us


We're the Pressleys.

Well, actually, I'M Kristin, and I do most of the writing around here. That's why you see a lot of posts about my sister's children and the Kentucky Wildcats. If Jeremy did most of the writing, the bulk of the entries would be about golf, the Tarheels, or Dale Earnhardt, Jr.

If you know anything at all about college sports, you might've bristled to see that. You reasonably wonder "How does a Wildcat fan fall for, much less MARRY, a Carolina man?!?" It's a totally valid question, but if you ever met my husband, you'd have your answer. He is the most wonderful man on the planet - even if he does wear more sky blue than royal. Just give him time.

We were married on October 15, 2011, both wearing "Two Hues of Blue" and looking forward to a long life of pretending to be supportive of the others' favorite team, provided they aren't playing our own.

So that explains the "Two Hues of Blue," but what about "... and Biscuit, too"?!

I'm glad you asked. "Biscuit" is the nickname of our baby boy. He was born a year and a day after our first anniversary, or, as we prefer to call it, "just in time for basketball season!" Back when we first found out he was on his way, we needed something to call him. "It" just sounded so impersonal. "Peanut's" been done, and "Butterball" has weight-gain connotations I'd prefer to steer clear of.  As I mulled it over, it suddenly occurred to me that pregnant people often say they have "a bun in the oven." "Well," I thought, "if I'm gonna have anything 'in the oven,' I'd way rather it be a biscuit than a bun." And there you have it - the reason why our son will forever be associated with a breakfast food. His actual name, however, is Jones, and, like his name, he is just precious.

So that's us - a couple of half-crazed sports fans whose number one goal isn't a National Championship: it's pleasing our Lord Jesus Christ and teaching our young son to love Him with all his "heart, soul, and might" (Deuteronomy 6:5).

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