Fiorella's Christmas decorating begins tomorrow, December 1, so today is the last day for her to finish up her Christmas card and take it to FedEx Kinko's for Dan to print out. She'll also start pulling boxes down from the garage shelves. It's also the day the guys will be back to check their roaring fans and maybe turn them off. Fio is tired of wearing ear plugs whenever she is at home.
Husband is home from the hospital now. Hoping that he remains well over the Christman season. Good thing that the kids are going to cook the family dinner.
Fiorella's computer konked out on her, but a quick trip to Travis fixed it--some programs needed updating. Wondering if Fio could get updated too. On the other hand, there are some years of her life she'd rather not relive.
Hoping that Fio will be able to write freely again, without the constant Dell pop ups. She NEEDS to write, to express herself, to create stories, to explain her point of view, to do her part to make the world a better place.
Speaking of a better world, the political news is at last sounding GOOD. Apparently Mueller has Trump cornered and the Orange One is twisting like a carp on a spear.
HOPE THIS PHOTO COMES THROUGH. Fio posted a partial pic of her gallery and art desk on FB so she could transfer it to her blog because she is so electronically challenged that it’s the only way she's found that has a chance of succeeding. In case you’re wondering, the dog portrait is by Fiorella's younger son, and the girl with her hair in a towel and the Indian woman braiding her hair are Fio's. The Jesus picture was something she did for her brother as a replacement for the sappy Jesus picture his Sunday school teacher had passed out. It’s the only religious painting she's ever done because made-up biblical portraits are misleading.