Welcome to Fiorella's world! She took forever to fall asleep, then had bad dreams and didn't wake up till nine the next morning. And as she was preparing her breakfast, the bottom of her Cheerios box gave way, dropping the newly-opened protective bag onto the concrete floor and causing about half of the little ringlets to leap into the air like a geyser, then land on said concrete floor.
And Sonia Dog wouldn't even clean them up for Mommy.
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As if hosting big, loud fans in the kitchen for the next two weeks isn't enough, Sonya Dog's feeding station has had to be moved because she'd afraid of their noise. Also, FaceBook has changed its face and Fio's having trouble getting around. Also, Fiorella's house is in shambles because she's trying to pack everything up, and she doesn't have enough of the right-sized boxes.
Nothing to do but rip open another bag of Hershey's Chocolate Nuggets.
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Fio is still pulling things out of drawers and closets, and Bastrop Son left a couple of loads of stuff to be packed away, but what can she do with the all those boxes she lugs to the garage? The space is filling up fast, especially since almost a third of it is occupied by garden equipment, car stuff, and other kinds of guy things.
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AHA! Fiorella has "classic" FB back again. All it took was shrieking like a banshee all over the internet until friend Mary Beth Gradziel took pity on her and gave her step by step instructions.
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Your girl is bearding the lions in their den again. Yep, she gutted up her and called the County Commissioners, Precinct 3, and asked them to remove the dam across her dry creek that they'd said they would come back and do this year. Fiorella's not expecting a reply.Time for another letter to the editor?
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