3 girls + 1 box of chocolate

Random box of holiday chocolates sitting on counter for two and a half months (we are all so polite). Until Fabiana had to rock the boat tonight by asking whose it was. No one knows. So now it is free-range chocolate, ready to be stalked, hunted and voraciously consumed.

(insert consecutive images: Italian running through hall shrieking "Eeeeeeeeat SOME!", Japanese fleeing "Noooooo!!!!!", American meekly after Italian chocolate invasion into lair "Weellll, no. Well, okaaaaaaaaay.... I'll take THAAAT one.").

After all, did inclined pushups to Def Leppard earlier until arms shaking, so that kind of cancels out evil, right?

Am getting old as was unable to bend mind to possibility of not going out to Batucada event until 10 pm (instead of 8, as had in original plan). Grumpy, frumpy lady does not wish to make initial foray into sociological laboratory environment at such late hour.

Good night, my lady friends!
(we are most certainly some of those!)