I am rich and famous.

I have a talented,  courageous and gorgeous husband that loves me,…

 And a beautiful daughter that loves me too.

I could go on.
Oh,…I forgot the dogs!
I’m soo famous!

Of course, wherever you find a great man, you will find a great mother or a great wife standing behind him — or so they used to say.

It would be interesting to know how many great women have had great fathers and husbands behind them.

(P.S. this was an old and dead tree in our backyard since hurricane IKE)

Everyday I thank God for being alive… not because I’m afraid of death, I’m not afraid at all .
But because my husband has a wife and our daughter (and our children of four paws…) are not orphans.

Yesterday I was thinking…

Something that I have not seen nor will I ever see, is my parents growing old.

I wanted to say this to anyone who is not an orphan:

Before you were born, your old father and your old mother were not as boring and tedious as they are right now.

Do you know why they got that way?

Because when they’re young, they spent time paying your bills, washing and ironing your clothes and everything else that you need it.

Before you go to ‘save the forest’, go to you parents and try to help and understand them.

Now if you are orphan or not, one thing I am absolutely sure of: delirious happiness is very rare.

I love theater, I think he infects the audience with a noble ecstasy.

Today I learned the following:

Law of Theatres and Sports Arena:

At any event, the people whose seats are furthest from the aisle always arrive last. They are the ones who will leave their seats several times to go for food, grab a beer, or go to the bathroom and who leave early before the end of the game or whatever you’re there to watch.
People in the aisle seats come early, never move once, have long gangly legs or big bellies and stay to the bitter end of the performance.

These people are also a very grumpy people.

I wish that the   ” Theatre of Life ” give you a successful week and that your show be continuous.

Oh, and also I’d like to fill my house this weekend with smells of pancakes, fresh brazilian coffee, fruit and the sound of my favorite of favorite ‘baianos.’