Today, my man Dan turned in his master's thesis. As in, the durn thing is finally done. Really done. I'm so happy I could cry. In celebration we went to Braza Grill for lunch (you know one of those Brazilian restaurants where they bring piles and piles of meat to your table and let you eat as many fried bananas as you could ever desire). What I love about going to those places (besides the fried bananas) is that Dan starts to falar portugues (speaka the Portuguese) and then he's being so adorable and loveable and making such a fuss about how delicious the food is that we really start to get treated especially nice by the entire staff. And then I start saying stuff like "Muito obrigada" which I think means "thanks so much" and "Tudo bem," which is just what you say if you need to say something in Portuguese, and then they're like, "Oh look at the white chick from Provo, she's trying SO HARD." And then they kind of like me too.