Tonight we shall celebrate the free women of the world.
After a talk with Xiomara about the injustice suffered by our single female co-workers in the organizing and executing of school celebrations for Mothers/Fathers/Children's days, we decided to take matters in to our own hands.
Esteemed guests include:
Lauren, myself, Kate, Mike (our token male of the group, who will most likely be forced to wear my feather boa and possibly a fake mustache), Mayerling (the most bodacious and vivacious of our Nica female friends), Brenda (who is married, but at age 25 still doesn't have kids, which qualifies her as a free woman), and Xiomara (who's about as free as they get, and strikingly resembles an Egyptian princess).
We celebrate women our age who, especially in a country like Nicaragua, defy all norms.
Women whose power and strength streams from every pore.
Women who I admire deeply for their independence and perseverance.
Women who are just plain awesome.
After a week of torrential rains (a lightning bolt hit so close to our house on Wednesday that it blew a fuse in our living room light) the time has come to "disfrutar" the weekend.
More (and pictures, to be sure) to come Lunes.
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