Fio has to pat herself on the back because she's a never-say-die kinda gal. Sure, she has her ups and downs--and those downs can be twenty miles deep--but she's usually so sunny as to be irritating. And she's always loaded with ideas--again, irritatingly so. Those gallons of bath water she stored on the balcony last year in anticipation of the drought of the century this year are still there, probably breeding the killer bacteria of the century.
Yeah, Fio is always into something and has a notebook full of back-up assignments to boot. Right now she's racing to finish the final run-through of the former Princess of Bosque Bend, running laundry upstairs, and pondering how to handle this blog while she's incapacitated after the hip surgery on Wednesday.
Please wish her well. On all counts.