Boa Noche. *Make that Boa Noite-(thanks for the correction Emily-I was just trying to show off my tri-lingualness with my awesome "portunhol"). I've got nothing too exciting to write about but here're a few random thoughts.
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Yes, that is actually me sitting in the chair. My mom asked me yesterday if I had lifted it from a hotel pamphlet. Nope, it's me. It's a Guapo special, I didn't even tell him to take it.
So I'm sitting here watching American Idol. Sheyesha's up next.
Huh? But it's just David and David now.
No, not here in Brazil. We are a week behind. Kind of a bummer. I really like both of the Davids. Little David is so cute in a geeky kind of way, and I really like Bigger David's voice. I think Little David will win. I just don't think you can compete with a bunch of hyper Mormons.
(*Ok, so I was wrong here. What the heck happened Utah??? Poor Little David.)
Today I was being used as a jungle gym by my two big boys. Exasperated, I asked, "Why must you climb all over me?"
Juan Carlos (5 yrs old) looked at me with his sweet, big, eyes and said, "Because we like you mom!"
Ok, how bad did I feel? (You have to cut me a little slack here though-I've been a single mom since Sunday and still have a couple of days to go.)
Your Average Joe
Every third guy on the street here looks like my brother Joe. It's the oddest thing. There is a whole slew of Joe look-alikes here:
- tall Joes
- short Joes
- young Joes
- old Joes
- muscular Joes
- skinny Joes
- fat Joes
That's all. Enjoy American Idol for me. I'll be catching it next week.