Brazilian Drinks and Photographs
Spent an amiable evening with the Mister and Missus (I don't hang out with very many marrieds... I live in a near perfect, darcy-less, Bridget Jones world). We shot up May Ave in the fading light and then they treated me to a wonderful cachaca-- it reminded me of hard lime-aide. It was lovely. I could have had more, but that would have been immoderate.
HE WROTE AGAIN
Be still my beating heart. I answered his questions with the least amount of Labrador Peeing that I could muster.