Rio is but a distant memory that grows dimmer every day. I learned to do the samba. I'm already saying goodbye to summer. Oh, what a bummer. Summer? Or saying goodbye? Never mind.
Cynthia sent the Carmen Miranda stamp. Thanks, Cynthia. JC gave me the flower stamps. It's interesting how everything kinda came together for Lola. She needs a neck brace. Imagine wearing a watermelon, a pineapple and enough fruit to make a fruit salad large enough to feed the people on my street on top of your head and you'll see why Lola looks that way. She's rocking those clogs though.
The dessert is Erin's creation. Searching for photos in my iPhotos easily diverts my attention; it happens every single time. Memories are powerful. Colors are awesome. Choosing the right one isn't always easy. This time it was almost too easy. Eating pretty is pleasurable. Eating pretty is as pleasurable as making pretty mail. Even silly mail. Rio made it easy, and hard to say goodbye. You should see me samba though!