Nothing like opening up the morning with four loads of laundry that Fio brought home from Husband's rehab hospital, son still in bed with a migraine, and a computer that refuses to perform,
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The cast iron plants that Fiorella spent hours planting--and replanting--are looking sallow, and an armadillo has been tearing up the planting bed and the lawn. We'll have to get out the trap again.
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Fio cleaned out under the couch and found six pens and seven rawhide dog bones, but not the credit card she was looking for.
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Estella was killed off in La Piloto. Everyone but the bad guys are getting killed off. Mena is probably next.
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Fio's hair refuses to behave. She looks awful.
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