Saturday, February 23, 2013


Today all six of us went to the embassy bright and early.  Mitch went to work, because, duh, it's Saturday. The rest of us participated in our first 5K.  I don't mind telling you that I won the whole thing in my division (44 year-olds born in November with blonde hair, four kids and from the great state of Washington).  Don't hate me because of my physical fitness.

It was a charity event benefitting children with cancer here in Brazil.  The kids all had a great time.

 I got lapped by each of my spawn. Whatever, I didn't want to make them feel bad by passing them.

Henry and Grace both ran much of the way.  I was very proud, resting in the shade and taking important photos. Henry dropped behind his buddy Adam, but fortunately found a new friend to run alongside. 

Olivia on the right, and I totally saw her skip a couple roundabouts. 
Jack sure has cute friends.  
Last week was carnaval, and we went to the Samba Parade, but I didn't write about it and I have very few photos, because my camera fell about thirty feet off the bleachers to its death.  Anyway, there were tons of butts and fancy costumes and it was totally worth going, even though my car died.  Dead, as in, I need a new alternator and I have to wait weeks and weeks for the part to arrive from the U.S.   If you want, you can read all about it here, because if there's one thing I enjoy doing, it's spreading my misery to as many people as possible.

That camera took crappy pictures, anyway. 

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