Keeping Up with Fio, Sonia Dog, I-35, Mosquitoes, and Chocolate

Fiorella is rapidly burning through the five tubes of Neosporin she bought to combat her mosquito bites. Yep--she's a bug-bait kinda gal: thirty-one active bites at present. Actually, they only bother her when she is trying to go to sleep. Sometimes it gets so bad that she has to resort to wallowing around in a hot bathtub, which, for some reason. quells the little points of fire long enough for her to fall asleep.
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Did Fio ever tell you that Sonia Dog buries bones in the couch--with her nose?
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Yesterday was a hum-dinger. Fio packed up and drove into Austin for a double header, friend Evelyn at 10:00, Brother and friend Paula at 11:30, but it was a miracle she arrived there in one piece and pretty much on time. There were at least three major slow-downs on I-35--two trucks that had been pulled over to the side by the time Fio passed them, then a caravan of bi-sected pre-constructed houses.  Fiorella never thought she'd say this, but maybe I-35 needs to have four or five lanes on each side.
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Fio should add that, between the mosquito bites the night before and the 80 mph drive to Austin, she was exhausted by the time she got back to Georgetown. Nevertheless, she stopped in at H-E-B to pick up groceries, then asked, for the very first time, for package help. Somehow, she got home and somehow she unloaded the groceries, even refrigerating what needed to be refrigerated. Then she sat down on the couch for a second.. and totally konked out.
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After she woke up--two hours later--she headed for the refrigerator, grabbed the tub of chocolate fudge cake frosting and ate half of it on the spot. NOTE TO SELF: Fio, you cannot make a habit of this!