From Brooms to Computer Bugs

Yesterday, for the first time in--what?--maybe thirty years?-- Fiorella swept her own house. Yep, the accumulated dog hair and kitchen splatters were finally too much for her. Not that the floor has been nasty-looking up till now. On the contrary, la donella de Fiorella mopped and cleaned the whole house like it was her own, and Fio is hoping to welcome her back after the coronavirus runs its course.
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Speaking of the virus, Fio has GOT to make herself a couple of masks. She doesn't get out often now, but when she does, like every female woman, she's wants to look good.
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Speaking further of the devil virus, Fiorella is amazed at how many people take such a cavalier attitude toward it, like the bug can't strike them. Get those masks on, people, and stay away from large gatherings, even of relatives!
     Especially stay away from those VERY large gatherings, as in churches--God does not like to be teased.
   On the other hand, maybe a light dose of the virus would put a little sense into the heads of the parishioners who worship those self-serving "pastors."
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To change the subject, Minnesota son is trying to fix Fio's TV up so she can see the Miss Fisher movie. Fiorella saw a couple of the shows featuring the flapper detective years ago, and would like to see more.
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Back to yours truly again, your girl wants to order and pick up her groceries herself, but can't figure out how to do it on line because her computer, a MacBook Air, won't let her contact anyone who hasn't contacted her first.