Flipping on the front room light this morning, Fio spotted an adult-size scorpion casually crossing the concrete floor, which called for an immediate squash and flush. That makes two scorpions this week, and Fiorella is not pleased. When her family moved to Texas long, long ago, her brother was stung by a scorpion sheltering in one of his shoes, which resulted in our mother instructing all of us to clap our shoes before we put them on, a precaution which Fio honors to this day.
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Will Former Friend never stop providing primo fodder for your Fio to analyze? When FF posted about her ailing horse on Facebook recently, Fiorella suddenly realized that the only times FF goes public is when she's angry or depressed.
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Fio has trained herself to avoid the "candy" and "seasonal" aisles at H-E-B, but when she dropped by Walgreens to pick up some thank-you cards, she also picked up a chocolate rabbit and four chocolate and marshmallow Easter cookies. Dang! Foiled by Russell Stover.
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Trump enjoys stirring up blood fury at his rallies, and he's good at it. He could tell his audience to kill everyone around them, and they'd do it on the spot.
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First thing in the morning, Fiorella rubs her face to see if she's still alive.
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