Kimberly (the wife of my youth) is convinced that I’m going to marry a black woman when she dies. She, by the way, is not expected to die for years to come, may God have mercy. Wifey claims that if my my honored father or I speak well of a woman, she’ll turn out to be black or Latina. She says this even though my dad just married a white woman and that she herself is white. So I have only this to say: vocês que são brancos que se entendam. (warning: preceding link is to a list of Brazilian colloquialisms. One is quite gross.)
Still, I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to start making a list of eligible ladies. I might have to travel back in time, like I did when I was deciding where to move. Hello ladies.