Saturday, 1 December 2012

Remembering JD

Pallottine sent me this photo of a sign made by a young man down the road in memory of our lovely JD (stands for Just Dog).


Here are some nice pictures of JD:




The sign over the gate is a lovely way to remember a good friend. JD was definitely more than just a dog...

Friday, 30 November 2012

Bzzzz

Let's have some fun at the expense of these pesky insects...



Thursday, 29 November 2012

Clever...

Tumbleweed sent me this surprising video:



Thank you, TW.

Wednesday, 28 November 2012

Good idea!

Here's a good one from Mrsgunka:


Thank you, MrsG.

Sunday, 25 November 2012

Beautiful

This photo looks like a painting. Or is it the other way around? It's quite striking, whichever way you look at it.


Saturday, 24 November 2012

Magic umbrellas

It's the weekend! Let's go to a show and enjoy ourselves...



Friday, 23 November 2012

Finally!

And we thought they would never come up with a computer game for old ladies, eh?




Thursday, 22 November 2012

Thanksgiving

We don't do it over here, but I would like to wish you all a happy Thanksgiving.






Tuesday, 20 November 2012

Cheers!

Mrsgunka sent me this lovely video:



Thank you, MrsG.

Saturday, 17 November 2012

The watch

View_From_Here sent us a joke for the weekend. I'm sure TW will appreciate it!

Thank you, View.


A Scotsman walks into a pub and takes a seat next to a very attractive woman. He gives her a quick glance then casually looks at his watch for a moment.

The woman notices this and asks, 'Is your date running late?'

'No', he replies, I just got this state-of the-art watch, and I was just testing it..'

The intrigued woman says, 'a state-of-the-art watch?


'What's so special about it?'

The Scotsman explains, 'It uses alpha waves to talk to me telepathically.'

The lady says, 'What's it telling you now?'

Well, it says you're not wearing any panties.'

The woman giggles and replies, 'Well it must be broken because I am wearing panties!'

The Scotsman smiles, taps his watch and says, 'Bloody thing's an hour fast!'


Wednesday, 14 November 2012

Tuesday, 13 November 2012

Monday, 12 November 2012

A trip down memory lane

Brazil is a Catholic country and 99% of the children in my school came from Catholic families, mainly of Italian origin. Our family didn't embrace any religion and thoughts about faith had never entered my young mind.

I was a typical tomboy, playing football (soccer) with the boys, climbing anything I could find and getting into trouble quite regularly.


When I was in the first year of primary school I was chosen to be an angel. Yes, an angel...

The children in the year above were ready for their First Communion and the lines of children were led by angels: one for the boys, one for the girls and one little angel walked in the middle. The little one was still in pre-school and her name was Daisy. The teacher in charge of the First Communion came to my class and selected a blonde girl called Ana Maria and... yours truly. My teacher went into a mild panic because she knew I didn't fit the role very well, quite the opposite. But the other teacher insisted on her choice and that was that.

A few weeks of rehearsals ensued and the priest (Father Miguel) was horrified at the sight of an angel brawling with the boys in the middle of the aisle. They called me matchstick angel and I didn't like it, that's all. The pre-school angel also got on my nerves because she kept going on and on and on about her gown, how much nicer it was because of the stars on the yoke and on the hem, while Ana Maria's and mine were rather plain.

The big day arrived and Father Miguel, the teachers, and I suspect also my parents, were worried in case I turned the whole thing upside-down. I didn't. I behaved really well during the actual event.


The trouble started at the party after the ceremony. Daisy was still making a big thing of her gown full of stars, so I tipped a cup of chocolate on her lap. She had to change into normal clothes and finally shut up!

I think they all learned not to mess with this angel...