Thursday, January 9, 2020

From Laughter to Shame

Another busy day for Fiorella. She drove to Austin to meet with friend Paula, which is always a treat. Of course, most of their time was spent laughing, but that's what friends are for.
     Afterwards, Fio dropped by her neurologist's office to find out why she hadn't been scheduled for her three-month botox injections. As it turned out, the woman who handled the botox ordering, scheduling, etc., had given the office a one week notice, then disappeared.
     Now, this is the same woman who was so difficult several years back that Fio so much turned her in to one of the doctors, so she wasn't surprised at the sudden disparture. In fact, she was in raptures.
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Elder son and his wife have sent Fiorella a special harness that will allow Sonia Dog to ride in the front seat of the car with Mommy without causing mortal injury to either of them. They'll be trying it out today, their usual Pup Cop day. THANK YOU!
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On arriving home from Austin, Fio bundled all the rest of the Christmas tree branches, plus the iron spine and accouterments, into the trunk of the Queen Mary, drove up to the road, and arranged them rather nicely, hoping someone will give them a try. Will keep you informed.
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You know how Fiorella has been flaunting her fire-making skills? Well, last evening, it took her several matches to ignite even one taper,  which then burned so joyously that, to avoid singing her fingers, she had to drop it to the floor of the fireplace to die. Then, of course, she tried again.
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Today is the day, Fio will go through the closet of Husband's office. She's telling you this to shame herself into action because she's been putting it off for about a week now.



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