Last Night

On Brasil's last night we decided to go dancing.

Brasil and Army Parachute Jumpers

This really happened.

Such a good hostess right here.

What didn't she get to experience while she was here?

Plus, she looks like such a babe.

This is where you should have found an American to make out with Brasil.

Saving the Planet

After breakfast I made everyone help clean up at the house.

Such a mean Mom.

I think it is only fair since we all stayed there.

Brasil and I got the job of recycling bottles that had been sitting there for many years.

She thought this was pretty funny.

I can see her rolling her eyes and laughing.

That image is burned into my head forever.

Love it.

I told you it was a long 24 hours.

That is right.

All of this happened in 24 hours.

From the moment we picked up G.S.W. from the airport.

I also lost my camera in these precious 24 hours.

Random Breakfast

After Caribou I let Brasil go to breakfast at 0200 with strangers.

What?

I was tired.

Oh, and I knew one of the people.

I figured she would be fine.

She was.

*****

Since we parted ways in the middle of the night I did not get to tell her about the random friend we picked up on the way home.

He needed a place to stay and apparently he was an old friend of everyone at the house.

Since there is lots of room in the house there is always a place to sleep (works out great for someone practically homeless).

Imagine Brasil's surprise when she saw a stranger on the couch.

Awesome.

****

In the morning the stranger tried to serenade Brasil.

True.

This guy was entertaining.

Lover of the Sea and Fancy Pants decided to come listen to the serenading.

Good thing a lone crutch was available to help them listen.
Brasil was in the market to hook up with an American.
I think she got it all wrong.

Since the stranger and Brasil found it impossible to whisper at 0800 they woke up the entire house.

That lead to coffee on the porch.

The stranger told us about the band he was starting of only songs from a hymn book.

Brasil did not understand, and since we were laughing, we were told not to encourage him any further.

I wanted to look at the music on his iPad since he was playing the hits all morning.

He gave me a stern talking to about how to be careful and the proper way to hold an iPad.

Seriously?

I think I have got it, but I fake listened while trying not to laugh anyway.

Then we all went to breakfast....

and laughed some more.

You do not want to know.

Mid-breakfast and conversation the stranger pulled out his iPad, found the city Brasil lives in, and pointed to a road.

He said, "Have you ever driven on this road....right....here?"

I do not think we stopped laughing about that for the rest of breakfast.

So....I am barely allowed to hold the iPad but it is okay to use it as a coaster?

I think this was the day that Brasil officially decided we are all crazy.

Or just that I am crazy.

When we were talking about this day later and laughing, she said, "This is just typical day in your life."

It is kind of true.

Caribou

I was super excited to see Caribou for many months.

This is when two strangers found true love, Tony and I talked business, and Brasil tried to blind herself with her camera.

We were over it before it even started.

Some of us had been awake since 0500.

What is this gem of a picture I found amongst a hundred photos?

Really.

What is happening here?

This is my 'will you please just let me study' face.
Yes.
I secretly study at shows.

Heart wrenching.

Yes, I am posting these pictures.

Right now I am pretending like the last 10 days did not happen until I can process it.

More importantly....handle it.

I love this photo because all of the people pictured I have always considered my siblings...always will.

Little Brother.

Kid Sister.

Brasilian Sister.

Family.

I cannot remember what we thought was so funny in this photo.

We were serious about it though.

Probably serious about dancing funny.

This was the last time.

So glad I have these pictures.

Love.

Just another argument.

No big deal.

But at least G.S.W. and I later made up after his life comments.

We always do.

Yes, those are earplugs.

I am still old.

Caribou!

We are clearly no longer over it once they took the stage.

Look how good I am getting at hugging in 2010.

This was more like a dance move but I am going to still count it as a hug.

They were incredible.

Non-stop 24 Hours.

This day was 24 hours of craziness.

I woke up at 0500 to go fly.

Commitment.

I then went to the gym, cleaned, packed, and picked up Brasil to go to the airport.

This was just after we picked up G.S.W. at the port.

I demanded coffee, homework/business time, and a 20 minute nap.

Demanding face.

Brasil loves drinking coffee here because the mugs are larger than life.

True.

Then I turned G.S.W.'s room into my office.

They were not to sure about my business voice.

I have heard it is intense but that is how I get things done.

Brasil educated us.
I think this was when G.S.W. proceeded to tell me about my life and how I am doing it all wrong.
Thus the angry look.
Maybe it was not as dramatic as I am making it sound but his brutal honesty tends to get this reaction from me.
He is also right nearly 90% of the time.
Then Brasil said, "Remember when you used to cut my hair? You should do that now."

I really do not know why she is acting like she is so scared.

One. She requested the haircut.

Two. I can do it.

Three. I have done this about a thousand times.

Then I took my 20 minute nap (at 2000) and we went to Caribou...