Tuesday, June 23, 2020

And Now, It's Tuesday

Bastrop Son discovered the hard way that it was a HORNET, not a yellowjacket, that had attacked Fiorella. He also discovered that there are two tribes of the beasties and that they've set up camp on Fio's front porch. Fortunately, your girl had a can of bug spray in her arsenal and Son was eager for revenge. Will check later to see if the spray took.
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Happy, happy, happy! Son cleaned out the rest of Husband's office, and it's amazing how big the room looks now. Next comes the storage room and and arts-and-crafts center. Of course, that still leaves Fiorella's office, but we'll all have to wait a while for it to get emptied. Fio's done a lot of work on it, but, as you can imagine, there's still twice as much to come.
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In the meantime, Fiorella is going to be searching for a new medical clinic in the days to come. Austin Heartless has really worked a number on her and probably doesn't even know it. She spent more than an hour on the phone today trying to unravel the mess, then gave up. They've turned all their heart patients over to mindless automatons.
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Now that the house is being cleared out, and there's nothing left but the walls, and Fio's been studying her paintings anew.  She's quite good, you know🙋🙋🙋🙋🙋

Hey, how'd you like Trump's rally? Fio was impressed--it took brains to work out that very public humiliation. Yes, brains over brawn any day of the week 😀😀😀
    Wonder what's going to happen at his next rally....


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