So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Sunday, March 23, 2014. 4 years ago I had no idea how my life was about to change. 4 years ago I only had an inkling of what love really was. 4 years ago I had no idea what being tired really was. 4 years ago I became a mother.

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How I ended up loving Brazil. About Me and the Blog. This is an account of how our crazy situation of living thousands of miles away is working. There was an error in this gadget. There was an error in this gadget. What am I Doing Here? .

Witty, snarky, and self-deprecating tales of Me and My Life. Oh right, those are ours.

That, and why we put so much faith in a short, squat, fuzzy rodent one day in early February, only to hunt him down like the lying, filthy creature he is one bitter cold, snowy day in mid-April so we can rip his whiskers out one by one and beat him over the head with a snow shovel. Or what I was fooled into. How do I write about the decimation of my family and everything I thought was real? .

The wind is blowing fiercely outside, whipping past palm trees, red brick houses, and. Darkened cement streets saturated from a night of rain. The glass windows of my tree house apartment shudder loudly, as each gust arrives from the sea and scatters in a thousand different directions. Outside, my friendly neighborhood evangelist is making his morning rounds, cupping his hand over his mouth in an effort to scream something about light, and truth, and his way of life. I remember how I .

I want to be Wonder Woman when I grow up. Friday, October 25, 2013.

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My life and thoughts in Rio Grande do Sul. That was a long, but necessary break. If you want to read more, you can find me at www. Same author, same content, different host and different look. Expat American Living in Brazil. Living Life on the Road Less Traveled.

A little bit of everything from an American expat, her husband, and two kids trying to figure out life in GV, Brazil. Tuesday, January 10, 2017. Baby bear is always in the sand. Uh-oh, daddy caught her! My beautiful niece, Julia. Our hosts guarding the sacred flip flip pile. Trampolines are a staple of Brazilian events. My sister-in-law, Maiara, and my niece. Mom, does this look creepy? .