Just a little sibling rivalry...

I would like to direct your attention to the comments section of my previous post. With a chance to beat her oldest sister, who just so happens to be my own mother (who just so happens to not have left a comment, despite my mention of it twice, now thrice,) my Aunt Barbara commented, requesting for the title of Favorite Aunt to be bestowed upon her as a result of her efforts as first Aunt to visit the commenting page. Then, in an act of defense, my Aunt Nell swooped in to defend the title, claiming that she had, in fact, herself, been the first aunt to comment back in the infant days of this blog (which is true,) just had forgotten to sign her name due to inexperience with Blogger, but had told me by phone that it was she who left the mystery comment (which is also true.) Not only does this make me laugh, but I would like to pose a question to the oldest of the Buchanan girls (Mom): will you stand for this? Will you be outshined by your two younger sisters? I've never known an oldest child to pass up a challenge like that. We younger siblings know this. I now will introduce to you a new feature of this blog, Buchanan Commenting Feud 2007. We have Team Oklahoma and Team Arkansas, with the obvious captains being Barbara and Nell. It is up to you to recruit your sisters (and husbands, and daughters, and father) to accrue points for your team. So far, Arkansas is winning, 2-1. Come on, Team Oklahoma.

In completely unrelated news, I discovered this week that I really must be a true Brazilian. Although I have a "cara de Americana" (an American face, I keep hearing this), my Passport doesn't lie. I'm legally as Brazilian as the next guy. And this week I gained proof. Since the 5th grade I have been teased for a strange aberration in digitary formation on my left foot. My middle toe is the exact same size, if not smaller, than his neighbor on the left. Look at your own foot right now so you can understand that this is not normal. In college, a friend affectionately dubbed the toe "Stubbs," but even still, I have never in my life known another person with this problem and source of grief. That is, until I came to Natal. It must be a Brazilian thing. Take a look:Stubbs and I are on the bottom, he is painted red. At the top is Pollyanna and to the right is Fernanda. Stubbs is a triplet, and I hereby declare myself a true Brasileira.

The apartment search/renting process might be coming to a close TODAY! I am fully prepared to post the Apartment Search Outline within this next few days, along with pictures of my new, furniture-less abode. But still, it will be mine, all mine!! This is a milestone for my time in Natal, and in case you can't tell, I'm just a wee bit excited about it.

This week, week 3, has been great. It flew by as I was keeping busy all day every day working on logistical stuff or in my reading sessions. I made many new friends as I met my readers for the first time, and am excited about the time we will spend together over the next few months! Each day I grow to love this place and these people even more. They have taken such wonderful care of me, and have fed me well. Today was the first day I didn't eat a papaya for breakfast, because I think I finally learned that even if I don't have it today, it will still be available tomorrow. What a luxury!!!

Have a good weekend!