The Trump sign in the front yard down the street is now flat on its face, and Fiorella didn't do it. Could there be another fan of good government around here?
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Fio's house sports three full bathrooms. The bathroom on the first floor is adjacent to the guest room, the large master bathroom on the second floor is next to the master bedroom, and the third bathroom, which is rarely used, is adjacent to the two other upstairs bedrooms. In fact, that bathroom is so rarely used that Fiorella, who was cleaning up the counters, toilet, sink and woodwork, was startled to tturn around and see there was a tub curtain behind her.
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Remember that jigsaw puzzle that Fiorella pulled out of a dark corner and started putting together? It's coming together slowly but surely, and brings Fio great joy.
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Elder son won't be coming down for a while yet. Fio will miss him and his wife, but your girl wasn't comfortable with them stopping to participate in a big retirement party along the way. You can't eat and swig down drinks with a mask on.
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Packing would be much easier if it weren't for Covid. Back then, Fiorella could have had all the relatives over to not only help her pack, but lighten her load by asking for various keepsakes. (Fio could have sold some of the stuff too.)
Monday, August 31, 2020
Sunday, August 30, 2020
Three Negatives and Two Positives
Fiorella woke up angry. If Husband had taken better care of himself, he wouldn't have suffered from those medical problems. And if he'd stayed alive, she wouldn't have had to deal with the lengthy legal entanglements of his death and the preparations for the selling of the house, which, by the way, includes shinnying up ladders and peeling adhesives off the wall with her fingernails.
*
Bastrop Son was kind enough to give Fio most of his Sunday and the mulching he did really looks good. If Fio had known what mulching can do for to a flower bed, she would have used it years ago.
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After having told Daughter that she hadn't had a migraine in years, Fiorella has had two lately--the visual kind, lots of colors and shining lights.
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Your girl threw away $17 by getting a face shield. She thought it would take the place of her mask, but it turns out that the shield is supposed to be worn with a mask. (Fio has a problem with masks because they blur the vision in her left eye, which has its own problems.)
*
Just when Fiorella was running low in boxes, her Realtor supplied her with about ten of them. Mallary has also supplied her with a handyman who can shape up the house.
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Bastrop Son was kind enough to give Fio most of his Sunday and the mulching he did really looks good. If Fio had known what mulching can do for to a flower bed, she would have used it years ago.
*
After having told Daughter that she hadn't had a migraine in years, Fiorella has had two lately--the visual kind, lots of colors and shining lights.
*
Your girl threw away $17 by getting a face shield. She thought it would take the place of her mask, but it turns out that the shield is supposed to be worn with a mask. (Fio has a problem with masks because they blur the vision in her left eye, which has its own problems.)
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Just when Fiorella was running low in boxes, her Realtor supplied her with about ten of them. Mallary has also supplied her with a handyman who can shape up the house.
Saturday, August 29, 2020
From Literary Trump to PoeticTrump
Fiorella is guessing that from now till November, every month there will be a new block-buster tell-all book about Trump or his tribe. Fasten your safety belts!
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Fiorella is somewhat exhausted and more than somewhat depressed. All she does, day in and day out is pack things for the move. There was a variation today, though--she climbed ladders to pull nails and push-pins out of her walls, and, being that Fio hangs everything she draws or paints, it took a good while.
There are still a few nails further up that she couldn't reach, but maybe one of her kids can get them out.
*
As the time to vacate grows nearer, Fiorella gets more and more nervous. In her adult life, she's lived in five difference homes, and each of them was a step up the scale. This time, she'll be scaling down. *
One thing Fio can tell you after clearing out the desk drawers in the den is that neither she nor her kids nor her grandkids will ever want for writing implements, push pins, staples, or paper clips. In fact, they could build an empire on them.
*
While Trump is living it up
On the campaign trail,
The Children are still locked up,
Hidden in kiddie jail
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Fiorella is somewhat exhausted and more than somewhat depressed. All she does, day in and day out is pack things for the move. There was a variation today, though--she climbed ladders to pull nails and push-pins out of her walls, and, being that Fio hangs everything she draws or paints, it took a good while.
There are still a few nails further up that she couldn't reach, but maybe one of her kids can get them out.
*
As the time to vacate grows nearer, Fiorella gets more and more nervous. In her adult life, she's lived in five difference homes, and each of them was a step up the scale. This time, she'll be scaling down. *
One thing Fio can tell you after clearing out the desk drawers in the den is that neither she nor her kids nor her grandkids will ever want for writing implements, push pins, staples, or paper clips. In fact, they could build an empire on them.
*
While Trump is living it up
On the campaign trail,
The Children are still locked up,
Hidden in kiddie jail
Friday, August 28, 2020
What Next?
Fiorella lives in a forest and her neighbors rarely see her, even when she goes up the driveway to claim her mail, so why, day after day, does she always dress cute and go so far as to select the shoes that will best compliment her ensemble?
*
The realtor came over today, her professional handy-man neighbor joined us about an hour later, and then the three of us went through the house together. Fiorella hasn't seen the estimates yet, but it looks like there's a fair amount of work to be done. 😒
*
Change in plan--no more chicken-wire fence, just a lot of mulch. It suddenly dawned on Fio that if she wanted to plant something, good ol' boxwoods would work. She's got them planted elsewhere on the property and the deer have never touched them.
*
Oh, Fiorella forgot to tell you that the Realtor brought a goodly number of boxes for your girl to pack her treasures in, and just in time too because Fio's own resources were petering out. Yep, a lot of plastic bags, Kleenex boxes, and laundry baskets have been pressed into service.
*
Regarding Fiorella's blog on slapping, her British friend told her that she also had slapped and been slapped. What about you?
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The realtor came over today, her professional handy-man neighbor joined us about an hour later, and then the three of us went through the house together. Fiorella hasn't seen the estimates yet, but it looks like there's a fair amount of work to be done. 😒
*
Change in plan--no more chicken-wire fence, just a lot of mulch. It suddenly dawned on Fio that if she wanted to plant something, good ol' boxwoods would work. She's got them planted elsewhere on the property and the deer have never touched them.
*
Oh, Fiorella forgot to tell you that the Realtor brought a goodly number of boxes for your girl to pack her treasures in, and just in time too because Fio's own resources were petering out. Yep, a lot of plastic bags, Kleenex boxes, and laundry baskets have been pressed into service.
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Regarding Fiorella's blog on slapping, her British friend told her that she also had slapped and been slapped. What about you?
Thursday, August 27, 2020
Updating Fiorella and Her Move
Hoping that some day Fio will wake up and think, "What would I like to do today," rather than "What do I have to do today."
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Take Fiorella's advice and never try to move during a pandemic. You have to do almost everything yourself because of the distancing thing and you can't get together with friends and relatives to sell or give away stuff you don't need anymore, but don't want to trash.
*
Hey, your girl has finally found her mother's treasured set of stemmed table glasses, which had disappeared after her last move twenty years ago.
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Fiorella is going to have a hard time adjusting to a new house, no matter how nice it is, but Sonia Dog will have an even harder time--she's lived in this house since she was eight weeks old. More important, she's lived on five-plus acres that she could explore to her heart's content.
When Sonia and Mommy move, Doggie also have to co-exist with cats, which probably won't bother her unless they run, at which point they'll become fair game.
*
While Trump struts the stage at will
THE CHILDREN are locked in cages still
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Take Fiorella's advice and never try to move during a pandemic. You have to do almost everything yourself because of the distancing thing and you can't get together with friends and relatives to sell or give away stuff you don't need anymore, but don't want to trash.
*
Hey, your girl has finally found her mother's treasured set of stemmed table glasses, which had disappeared after her last move twenty years ago.
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Fiorella is going to have a hard time adjusting to a new house, no matter how nice it is, but Sonia Dog will have an even harder time--she's lived in this house since she was eight weeks old. More important, she's lived on five-plus acres that she could explore to her heart's content.
When Sonia and Mommy move, Doggie also have to co-exist with cats, which probably won't bother her unless they run, at which point they'll become fair game.
*
While Trump struts the stage at will
THE CHILDREN are locked in cages still
Wednesday, August 26, 2020
Slaps Hurt
Fiorella grew up being slapped--not often, but enough that she ducked whenever her mother moved her hand too quickly, which made Mom all the more angry. "You act like I beat you!" she complained, and if Fio cried, she said, "Stop crying. That didn't hurt!"
But it did.
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Fio would like to tell you that she didn't slap her own children, but she did--less than Mother, but enough that she is now regrets it. Kids can be trying, but she should have found better ways of handling situations.
*
It's hard being a mother--to deal with a house, a husband, a job, and teaching your children right from wrong.
*
When Husband was a child, he got switched with a willow, which he had to get from the back yard. It was the thing to do back then.
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When Husband and Fiorella were first married, he would slap her if she said something he didn't like. It wasn't often, but enough that she became so she became very careful around him. Many years later, way past the slapping stage, she asked him what made him stop.
"I grew up," he said.
*
Why is Fiorella telling you all this? Because it rides her, and she has to tell somebody.
But it did.
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Fio would like to tell you that she didn't slap her own children, but she did--less than Mother, but enough that she is now regrets it. Kids can be trying, but she should have found better ways of handling situations.
*
It's hard being a mother--to deal with a house, a husband, a job, and teaching your children right from wrong.
*
When Husband was a child, he got switched with a willow, which he had to get from the back yard. It was the thing to do back then.
*
When Husband and Fiorella were first married, he would slap her if she said something he didn't like. It wasn't often, but enough that she became so she became very careful around him. Many years later, way past the slapping stage, she asked him what made him stop.
"I grew up," he said.
*
Why is Fiorella telling you all this? Because it rides her, and she has to tell somebody.
Planning for a New Life
On the way home from Walgreens with two bags of medicinal chocolate, Fiorella noticed that the imported trees in front of the parking lot of the giant army-surplus store had withered and died
in the Texas heat while further down the highway, the native oaks, elms and cedars were prospering.
'Nuff said?
*
The outside of Fio's house got power-sprayed yesterday. One more step toward moving out, which Fiorella is getting more and more nervous about. There are still so many things to get done, like trading in Fio's two aged cars as a down payment on a gently-used four-door and learning how to drive it, like finding an appropriate house and actually moving in.
*
Your girl has moved before: from Akron to Waco when she was a child, from Waco to Austin for college, from the dorm to a duplex when she got married, from the duplex to a rental, from the rental to a home--all in Austin. Next came the move to Georgetown. Six moves, and now one more--probably the last one, but who knows?
*
Fio had a nice visit with Elder Son over the phone yesterday, which pleased her not only because she likes to keep track of her offspring, but because he was responding to her plea for communication from the outside world. Fiorella is so isolated that weeks can go by without her holding a verbal conversation with anyone.
*
Bad news--the deer ravage the unprotected plants in front of the house last night. There goes another hunk of money down the drain. Wish Bastrop son had recovered them when he partially mulched them.
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Good news--Fiorella had a wonderful visit with friend Suzy across the deep blue sea. How many years is it now--thirty?😋
in the Texas heat while further down the highway, the native oaks, elms and cedars were prospering.
'Nuff said?
*
The outside of Fio's house got power-sprayed yesterday. One more step toward moving out, which Fiorella is getting more and more nervous about. There are still so many things to get done, like trading in Fio's two aged cars as a down payment on a gently-used four-door and learning how to drive it, like finding an appropriate house and actually moving in.
*
Your girl has moved before: from Akron to Waco when she was a child, from Waco to Austin for college, from the dorm to a duplex when she got married, from the duplex to a rental, from the rental to a home--all in Austin. Next came the move to Georgetown. Six moves, and now one more--probably the last one, but who knows?
*
Fio had a nice visit with Elder Son over the phone yesterday, which pleased her not only because she likes to keep track of her offspring, but because he was responding to her plea for communication from the outside world. Fiorella is so isolated that weeks can go by without her holding a verbal conversation with anyone.
*
Bad news--the deer ravage the unprotected plants in front of the house last night. There goes another hunk of money down the drain. Wish Bastrop son had recovered them when he partially mulched them.
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Good news--Fiorella had a wonderful visit with friend Suzy across the deep blue sea. How many years is it now--thirty?😋
Tuesday, August 25, 2020
From Bones to Politics
You know those rawhide bones that are about nine inches long and a couple of inches thick? Fiorella found two of them tucked between cushions of the couch in her former office. Wonder how they got there?🐕
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Fiorella unpacked everything from a bottom kitchen cabinet that she doubts has ever been opened after she packed her mother's stuff in it twenty years ago. There were several nice bowls and dishes Fio had forgotten about, and also some very heavy ash trays. At one time, my children, smoking cigarettes was cool.
*
Fio had a nice, long talk with friend Ann Bell yesterday. With both of us being widows and writers, we have a lot in common. Besides, Fio has decided that before she forgets how to, she needs to talk with real people more.
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Wouldn't it be nice if heads of state concentrated more on the well-being of their own countries rather than attacking other countries? Wouldn't it be nice if the heads of states concentrated on taking care of their citizens rather than bashing them?
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Apparently, the first night of Trump's dog-and-pony show didn't play out too well. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to have his tainted children as his major speakers.
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Fiorella unpacked everything from a bottom kitchen cabinet that she doubts has ever been opened after she packed her mother's stuff in it twenty years ago. There were several nice bowls and dishes Fio had forgotten about, and also some very heavy ash trays. At one time, my children, smoking cigarettes was cool.
*
Fio had a nice, long talk with friend Ann Bell yesterday. With both of us being widows and writers, we have a lot in common. Besides, Fio has decided that before she forgets how to, she needs to talk with real people more.
*
Wouldn't it be nice if heads of state concentrated more on the well-being of their own countries rather than attacking other countries? Wouldn't it be nice if the heads of states concentrated on taking care of their citizens rather than bashing them?
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Apparently, the first night of Trump's dog-and-pony show didn't play out too well. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to have his tainted children as his major speakers.
Monday, August 24, 2020
Fio Is on the Move
Bastrop Son and his brother-in-law came over this afternoon and worked wonders on the yard, mulching like crazy, spreading the crushed granite, and doing general pick ups. Fiorella's heart is overflowing with love, love, love. Now to arrange for Fernando to come move the bricks back into their hiding place up the side of the driveway.😁
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Fio may have finally gotten the master bathroom and her office cleared out, but there's still her side of the bedroom closet to go. She also has more places to empty out downstairs, like the front-room desk.
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Because Fiorella is half-blind in one eye and the cloth masks tend to ride up and obscure her vision, she's asked Daughter to get her one of those plastic face masks. You know, the things that look like you've just stepped off a spaceship from Mars. Greetings, Earthlings!
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Your faithful correspondent finds it hilarious that Trump has signed up his children and current wife to speak for him at the convention. Wonder who's going to be writing their scripts?
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Fiorella is still mourning the loss of her yardman's baby and of her own. The sorrow stays with you forever. There is no balm in Gilead.
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Fio may have finally gotten the master bathroom and her office cleared out, but there's still her side of the bedroom closet to go. She also has more places to empty out downstairs, like the front-room desk.
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Because Fiorella is half-blind in one eye and the cloth masks tend to ride up and obscure her vision, she's asked Daughter to get her one of those plastic face masks. You know, the things that look like you've just stepped off a spaceship from Mars. Greetings, Earthlings!
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Your faithful correspondent finds it hilarious that Trump has signed up his children and current wife to speak for him at the convention. Wonder who's going to be writing their scripts?
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Fiorella is still mourning the loss of her yardman's baby and of her own. The sorrow stays with you forever. There is no balm in Gilead.
Saturday, August 22, 2020
Taking a Deep Breath
How little I care
About what I wear
As long as it's semi-clean--
Don't want more clothes
Got plenty of those
But feel no need to preen
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Fiorella is not happy. She had pushed and pulled all of her boxed paintings out to the garage for storage, and then Daughter told her that they should have stayed inside the house in the air conditioning so Fio pushed and pulled the boxes back into the house, which, of course, now blocks the halls and walls inside and leaves the garage looking ratty. 😒
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Your girl has been under quite a strain lately for her own sake and for the sake of the nation, so she took a day off and spread out a jigsaw puzzle she'd found when she was clearing her former office. It'll take a couple of days to put together, but yep, Fio still has the touch.
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She also found--hold your breath--two charming music boxes stowed away in a drawer, and you can bet they'll go with her when she moves.
Hooray, hooray--Bastrop son and his brother-in-law will be visiting today to take care of the pile of the leftover bricks in the back yard and put up a chicken-wire fence to protect the iron plants and jasmine from the local Bambis. 😀
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Friday, August 21, 2020
Grim
NO, NO, NO, NO, NO! Facebook is once again saying it's going to close out "Classic FB," and Fiorella is devastated. She has problems enough with electronics, and now they want her to have to mess with something new.
ANGER! ANGER! ANGER!Will her life ever be "normal" again? Will she ever get a chance to finish off Lolly's story and the other masterpieces still resting on her shelves? Will she ever paint again? Or play the piano? Or write songs? Or learn languages? is she eternally saddled with cleaning up after Husband's death?
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Daughter spent a couple of hours on the phone with Mac straightening out Fiorella's
passwords, etc. She was also able to get Fio fixed up with Amazon, but your girl is bewildered by the way books are advertised now. Tattooed male models with their nostrils flared and their pants half unzipped leave her cold.
*
Switching to politics, Fiorella is enraged by Trump's attempt to steal the election by diddling around with the Post Office. She hopes the fraud charges New York is hitting him with will stick and he'll be locked up for whatever miserable life he has left.
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Pulling old newspapers out of dark corners, Fiorella came upon the coverage of the mass murder in which her nephew was killed so many years ago, and she cried yet again. Why, why, why?
*
That's all that Fio has to say
In fact, she's full of gloom today
The moving, the politics, the computer, the weather
Have her on too tight tether
ANGER! ANGER! ANGER!Will her life ever be "normal" again? Will she ever get a chance to finish off Lolly's story and the other masterpieces still resting on her shelves? Will she ever paint again? Or play the piano? Or write songs? Or learn languages? is she eternally saddled with cleaning up after Husband's death?
*
Daughter spent a couple of hours on the phone with Mac straightening out Fiorella's
passwords, etc. She was also able to get Fio fixed up with Amazon, but your girl is bewildered by the way books are advertised now. Tattooed male models with their nostrils flared and their pants half unzipped leave her cold.
*
Switching to politics, Fiorella is enraged by Trump's attempt to steal the election by diddling around with the Post Office. She hopes the fraud charges New York is hitting him with will stick and he'll be locked up for whatever miserable life he has left.
*
Pulling old newspapers out of dark corners, Fiorella came upon the coverage of the mass murder in which her nephew was killed so many years ago, and she cried yet again. Why, why, why?
*
That's all that Fio has to say
In fact, she's full of gloom today
The moving, the politics, the computer, the weather
Have her on too tight tether
Thursday, August 20, 2020
Catching Up with the World
While packing away her old life, Fio discovered incriminating evidence that she was once a real person who could chart her own course instead of always doing what needed to done.
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Sonia Dog sees the computer as her rival for Mommy's lap, and if she's really needy, she'll growl and paw at it. Take that, you cold-hearted hunk of shiny metal!
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Fiorella, who has a tendency to collect scrapes and scratches as well as bug bites, would really appreciate it if Neosporin came in half-pound jars.
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Your girls paintings and pictures are almost all off the walls now, but it's obvious that she is going to have to hire them a truck of their own. There will also have to be a truck for the furniture too, but Fio's clothes will travel by car, as will she and Doggie.
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Can't believe that Trump was dumb enough to threaten Goodyear, which has thousands of workers. There went his Ohio votes. Is the man bent on self-destruction?
Hoping so.
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Sonia Dog sees the computer as her rival for Mommy's lap, and if she's really needy, she'll growl and paw at it. Take that, you cold-hearted hunk of shiny metal!
*
Fiorella, who has a tendency to collect scrapes and scratches as well as bug bites, would really appreciate it if Neosporin came in half-pound jars.
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Your girls paintings and pictures are almost all off the walls now, but it's obvious that she is going to have to hire them a truck of their own. There will also have to be a truck for the furniture too, but Fio's clothes will travel by car, as will she and Doggie.
*
Can't believe that Trump was dumb enough to threaten Goodyear, which has thousands of workers. There went his Ohio votes. Is the man bent on self-destruction?
Hoping so.
Wednesday, August 19, 2020
One Day and the Next
The time has come, the Walrus said
To loose the hair upon my head
And let it flow
No more cuts, no more perms
My hair and I have come to terms
The virus made it so
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Sonia Dog is in distress, and it's not just because of the high temperatures. It's the way Mommy keep tromping up and down the stairs with heavy bundles in her arms. It's the way the pictures and paintings have been ribbed off the wall. It's the way Daddy's favorite chair, the one Mommy wrapped with black masking tape, has somehow disappeared. It's the way the garage is crowded with brown boxes from wall to wall. It's the way Mommy keeps bursting into tears and doesn't go for strolls in the deep woods anymore. It's the way Daddy still hasn't come home.
How does one communicate to a dog that "normal" will never be normal again?
*
THE NEXT DAY--
Gathering the remnants of her life from times past, Fiorella has rediscovered herself. She's not just a whining widow or a technological dummy. She's a magnificently creative creature who's worked for for magazines and newspapers, written several books and at least a hundred poems, painted at least a hundred wondrous pictures, composed a fair number of Christmas carols, studied eight languages, and collected a host of wonderful friends along the way.
Full steam ahead, Fiorella. The best is yet to come!
To loose the hair upon my head
And let it flow
No more cuts, no more perms
My hair and I have come to terms
The virus made it so
*
Sonia Dog is in distress, and it's not just because of the high temperatures. It's the way Mommy keep tromping up and down the stairs with heavy bundles in her arms. It's the way the pictures and paintings have been ribbed off the wall. It's the way Daddy's favorite chair, the one Mommy wrapped with black masking tape, has somehow disappeared. It's the way the garage is crowded with brown boxes from wall to wall. It's the way Mommy keeps bursting into tears and doesn't go for strolls in the deep woods anymore. It's the way Daddy still hasn't come home.
How does one communicate to a dog that "normal" will never be normal again?
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THE NEXT DAY--
Gathering the remnants of her life from times past, Fiorella has rediscovered herself. She's not just a whining widow or a technological dummy. She's a magnificently creative creature who's worked for for magazines and newspapers, written several books and at least a hundred poems, painted at least a hundred wondrous pictures, composed a fair number of Christmas carols, studied eight languages, and collected a host of wonderful friends along the way.
Full steam ahead, Fiorella. The best is yet to come!
Tuesday, August 18, 2020
Her blonde pony tail whipping back and forth as she ran by
GALVANIZED A NATION
HIGHJACKING CHRIST!
STEREOTYPICALLY HYSTERICAL
sociopathic narcissist
How we hired Fernando
I crossed the street and approached the man on top of a mower, a tall, strong-looking man I'd never seen before, and said "Hi!"
He dismounted. I immediately realized he didn't know much English. but I knew how to communicate, I spoke slowly, articulated carefully, used simple sentence constructions, smile, gestured. (whoosh, whoosh) Thus becagn a wonderful relationship. Chris poited him out. I liked it that he was mowing even though the owners had oved. At first, I used Translator, sitting side by side with him on the front porsch bench. I htink I amusd him--a little old lady running the show. As time has gone by, I have learaned more Spanish and his English is good. I htink it amuses him that I have a hcin saw and do a lot of outside work. He probably goes ome and tells his iwfe about me.
Kit, you are a good person and I refuse to give up on ou. Now, turn off the TV and make something of yourself. Be the person you were born to be!
Fiorella understand that in the ftuure, unmanned tanks will fight our wars--interetsing--like a bard game.Maybe we should just stick with Monoply.
The essensce of adolescense is rebellion agansit the status quo.
In God we trust--that's what's on our filthy lucre too, isn;t it?
SPanISH: unas--fingernails; otono--autumn; pulgar--thumb; cirugi'a--surgery de parpados; hoy--today, oy--hey.
When will I stop crying?
When will the pain go away?
How will ever my heart heal?
After today?
People who holler out JESUS and worship Trump.
My parents wer Republicans of the old schoo---conservative,honest, andkind--before the Russians subverted the party's values.
Paula's story about looking at the biy a second longer than necessary and he came running. She was amzed it was that easy. Also, how when she was four, she put her baby brother in the car, got in the driver's seat, and released the brake. It started rolling slowly down hill but her father saw it and ran over, opned the door, and pulled the emergency brake.
Mother had a good heart, but she was prone to judging. Names were a prime target of her discernment, and even though she had given her daughter a weird name, she felt free to critique the names other people had given their children. Homes were also game. As a devoted reader of Better Homes and Gardens, she mentally critiqued every dwelling she enetered, and, when she was home, gave the family her review. Her gavel also came down on how people dressed, fixed their hair, and did their make-up. Of course, Fiorella absorbed the perfectionist eye--and the mouth--at her mother's knee and made herself extremely unpopular in school by both voicing it and trying to live up to it. Even now, in her dotage, she struggles to scrub off the vestiges. Live and let live, Fio.
discerning
Carol has a good heart, but the joy of her life is one-upping people.
WRITING: A heroine who thinks she should lose ten pounds. A hero who likes her roundness--no sharp edges
Mother was afraid. For Dad, the world was his oyster. Fio is more like him
SHILOH:Go creaate, Jeaanell, Niw, mre than ever, peoole will need it.
WEATHER: 12-22-16 Sunset in the west--pale pinnk clouds floatin in pale blu sky,
MARISOL: put her in spike heels and she;d be taller tthan he is. Has drak nipples, Has a gym attached to her studio--stays in shape, knows all those self-defense things Carando does. Sparsee home-- living/kitchen, bathroom, workroom, gym, garage, extreme security
His finger separated her lips, moves down to gather moisture and bringit back to her mouth
He was used to soft womne, little women with doe-like eyes. Women who cooed andd fluttered their lashes, who knew how to flirt and entice, to touch. This woman narrowed her eyes and stared through to his soul and didn't like what she saw.
This woman was a dark vakyrues, withslit eyes.
She xxx. "I'm six-one."
his mouth spread in a slow smile. "So am I' and she'd fit just right. The dainty ladies wer nice to play with, but he was always having to bedn down...
She walked down the street like she owened itThe sheer arrogance of her challenged him
????Marianna Mandrake, ala Joy Easter
TRUMP opera starts with election night: "I won, I won. done/fun/gun/nun. pun, ton stun. Use some of his quotes. What do I do now?
Dream of wall
Gets upset about attendance at inaugyration. Lies--sone''BECAUSE I SAY IT"S SO
Hires and fires--a waltz in which he dances with each one for a bit--then changes into a square dance?
Has a chorus suck-ups, maybe every chanhging. Kellyann starts out as lead,, womves into background, etc. FAKE NEWS
His family chorus--moves as a unit. Melania walks in and out like a wraith. All I wanted was to walk down 5th aveneu with a hermes purse.
Travel ban, more wall, . Nasrt area abut getting rid of Obama;s name and replacing with his own. And after that he'll go down the list of presidents.
A rally with basest base
A Tweeotter song--tap dancing?
Climate change, hurricanes, wildfires, NaTA, etc
HOW WILL FISRT ACT END?
Starts to go downhil, (merge int futrue) Why are y numbers going down?
He wanders the whit ehouse halls, where he has replaced pictures of fromer preses with his own, talks to them and goldeneagles "Why don't thye love me?
He makes another appearence at a rally and is booed, things thrown at him. Secret service rescues him, but throws him in prison Or he runs to the top of the stage, hounded by zombies and falls to the bottom. They descend upon him. The crowd parts and nothing is left of him. Eat him. (His basest base has been getting more and nre zombielike as show progresses) They sing about how he tasted. Odd--no heart
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OPERA: looka t all my fans/They love me/ They love me/ Millions or them,trillians, quadtrillios
Chorus, They're filling all the setas, spilling over into Delaware, They worship me, I am king of the universe, His follwers dress like zombies and evetually eat him
MARISOL: his mother has a TV show, refers to thrd husband as finaly finding the right man. Maybe she divirces im too. (fans are sympathetic. Poor Betsy or whatever)
FAMILY: it's no wonder thta Kexa turned out so pretty--grandmothers.
??? Snubbing their noses at anyone who wasn't cool and in on the game.
SPANISH: felizes pascuas
CHRIS:
51% West Europe
29% Ireland
12% Great Britian
3% Italy, Greece
2% Iberian Peninsula
less than 1% Scabdinavian
" " European Jewish
" " Asian
Brent Cooper, John Ringwalt, Lexie Noelle7922, Barrett Sonntag
Jan Gosliga, MJ Hostmeier, Jeanette I Hawkinaon, Irma Macon
JEANELL
53% Europe East--Poland, Slovakia, Czech republic, Austria, Russia,Hunary, Slovenia
25% Europe West--Romainia, Serbia, Ukraine, Belarus, Lithuanua, Moldavia, Latvia, bosnia, Herzogovina, Croatia, Germany, Montenegro, Albania, Kosovo, Macedonia, Estonia. Bugaria,
7% Scandinavian
4% Iberian peninsula
3% Italy/Greece
3% Great Britain
2% Iceland
1% Finland (Northwest Russia)
2% West Asia
MARISOL: The threat--his mother threatens toto ruin Marisol, says she's knows things about her. His mother has to diesomehow. Maybe he was brought up moew btty his father;s second wife? What is Marisol's sister like now? Is her brother afraid of her?. Her mthr?
Hero is dealing with his mother's husband, maybe has a half sibling.
He tells Marosol, "Whatever my mother tells you, belive theopposite."
ESPANOL: de verta (really?)
echos--events, ahppenings
quince--fifteen
3+3=tres mas tres
FIO--even though Fio is always trying to make the worls a better placee, there are always unhinged muggers around, as our pastor found out when hetried to give a frienddly gretign to a homeless guy who was crossing the church grounds.But Karl continues to be friendy and fio continues to try to make thhe world a better placce.Kral blammes himself for getting muggled, while Fio chalks it up to the vicessitudes of life.
FIO--tall girls areeither queens of the classroom or they are shut out.SPANISH; try FLUENIA
FIO: Funny hiw these moments come back. When Fio was studying Russian, her fvaorite teacer, Gospozha Skarjinkskai, explained thta the Russian concept of Germans (Nemensski) was that they were over-emotional.
ESPANOL: Fritas (french freis), potato chips ?????
MarISOL--(gray?) eyes that seemed like thay could see through to his soul and didn't like what they saw.
TELUGU: Hemolatha Tirumurthi, Sussheela Khambumbatti,
TRUMP--surrounded himself with cretins, criminals, conmen,and crooks.creeps
FIORELLA The Fifth Fury
I get my nger from my mother, who often got angry but did nothing about what had made er anger--except me, of course. I resolved not to spout off as I grew up unless it was soemhting I was willing to follow through on. Thus Fio the fury was born--suppressed anger. OK--I haven't always been wise baout my causes and certainly haven't always been successul, but the fire still burns bright and fio will not abandon the good fight.
SPAnISH: de verta? (It's true?, really?)
PHILLIA--like Kaye Boyle, She'll teach that story.
DOUGLAS HARRIS
TRUMP--Melania: fake college degree, fake immigration, fake speech, fake
FAMILY: M-in-law told me herr two best friends had taken her over and never allowed her to seak of the niscarriage again. which I htink was her subtle advice to me I shd to the same. But I didn't have any close friends back then, or at least not any who had the time to devote to my healing. Next Nunco meeting--sympathetic, but got the defective baby story. Took me five years to get PG again. Husband took extra does of XXXXXX. Lexa came on her own.
RHYMES: How an epigram is born/form. First the topic ignites the brain.
PHILLIPA Bosque Bend would cacept Vlasta being gay, but only if she were discreet.
MOTHER: how mother faced death
TRUMP: likes running for prezmore than being prez
MARISOL: is thinkng of tying her business up with his mother, who has promised her all sorts of things.
AIMEE WYATT"S FAMILY: A woman had been imprisoned and leet out twice. served four yesr of a ten year term, . Attacked A's parents as they left for church. shot at her mother.. Was on probation as long as she attened meth addiction rehab. Had been in twice, out twice. Arrested. Judge put her on parile agin.--tried to rob house,
POETRY: Hurry scurry here and there
Hurry scrurry everywhere
In and out, roundabout
Yell and shout
Running late
DOG Platelet Rich Plasmahe was the first person to greet me.
CAROL HAS A GOODHEART, BUT HER JOY IS IN ONE-UPPING PEOPLE, (DO I DO THAT?)
phillipa: a group of us used to go out on benders, but Derek always lagged behind. , went home after a few drinks. He and I sorta broke up then, especially after I got the scholarship.. After a few beers, I cdn't quit. They made everything else in my life go away. After I came home with y tail betwen my legs,
JEANELL: reliable, responsible, kind, thrifty, polite, consistent, persistent,
SKY 6:15 am,7-9-17,red sun rising
HUSBAND Husband's sweetness-reading me the funnies
sPANISH: ahi' (there), helado (ice cream)
CONVENTIONAL, Cook Walden, conspiracy, compassion, caladiums,
BLOG Just Wanted Attention
Helen Annwhen she had XXX
Mom--liver cancer
BLOG Fio comes from tough stock--crawling to toilet to throw up
RHYMING bruises heal, no big deal, they are not real
MEMORY; trebuchet, fecund, NEON
BOOK: development, addition
ME: organized,observant, self=disciplined
SELL LEE AND LEXA'S IMSIRENCE?
POLITICS Schaub, trump's ethics guy, resigned
ESPANOL: lenguajes(?), estacionamiento
FILIPINO: listahen (tablet), tsalamet (thanks)
WHO WON WEST JR HISTORY MEDAL?
South Jr--Don Blackburn
East Jr--Douglas Harris?
north Jr--me
BLOG (?)Giving these words power by not mentioning them--retarded, negro, nigger, wetback, --misplaced sensitivity on use of words designating skin color or method of (trank?)
RHYMIG Call me by whatver name/I've always been the same,
insane, inane, blame, tame shame, came, fame, game, lame, main, mane, game, claim, gain, flame, drain, frame, lain, lane, pain, plain, plane, rain, rain, stain, sane, slain, chain, wane, crane, train, aim, strain, brain
MArISOL: Tony's mother has composed false news, etc., where going after na acquistition. Tony will not let it happen to Marisol.McKenna. HIS MOTHER IS THE BADDIE. HIS FATHER IS THE NICE ONETony walks into Marisol's showroom on his mother's instructions, supposedly to pick up something sh e whas purchased. He sizes it up, has alreaady reserached it, ealizes it isripe for a takeover.. Asks to talk to Marisol about future prurchase. Is directed to her office. Sees a cute little blonde sitting at a desk and assumes she is marisol"Ms/ McKenna. etc."
The woman looks startled. Woman sitting across from her stands up. She tall, long dark hair. "I'm Marsol McKenna. Terra is my lawyer."
He stares, raken aback.
She smiles. "I'm six-one."
"So am I." he blurts out, realizes she'd fit just right, then tries to change into his slick persona.
She doesn't respond to his charm and it makes him mad. Women always respond to him. He'll show her.
Inites her to have a drink with him
"I dont drink"
Smiles, We could...
I don't ....
What DO you do?'
"I work"
he researches her, but the info is meager, although he goes back, always up to a challenge.
They gradually become frinds,he becomes caribg. She's a real perosn. She beginsto defrost and trust him, but she rebuffs hism sexually..
His mother pressures him, but he holds her off, lies.
She tels him sex ischeao, that she can have it anytime she wants it. He assumes that means she's experinced. but it's that she neve wanted it before.
He learns she's never had sex, feels sorry fr her.
"lIFE IDS SERIOUS. I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR FUN AND GAMES, AT LEATS NOT THE ONES YOU PLAY. she had also research ed him.
He takes in a saiboat ride and she loves the silence--escape
She becomes his projec
Some sort of family tragedyin which her familly was killed. Her aunt, a haniwork person took her off to the isolation of her home to heal. Rigorously home-schooled in the basics of her great-aunts youth, She rlearned to be self-reliant and strong.
She tells him sehe's never had a friend before and kisses him. They get more intimate, but chaste. On her thirtith BD, she gets blue, decides to rty sex--once--he is humbled, afarid., mayb tries to talk her out of it. admits he's never had a female friend before. Gret sex, moves in "I'm not leaving you."
His mother pressures him, he has ca\landestine meeting with her to get her off his back, wants to break his ties with her. Marisol is blooming, ssmiling. He loves her. His mother does something and M thinks he was using her, has betrayed her., weeps, breaks off with him, packs his stuff and leave sit outside the door.
he gets mad, turnd on his mother, gets his father's help/turns her intot he feds orsomething, maybe feeds the info to the press, comes back to M, determined to get her back. Breaks hs way in (Gymn counted after all) come-to-jesus moment , says he lovesher
WORK IN THAT SHE KILLED HER FATHER WHEN HE TRIED TO RAPE HER SISTER OR MAYBE WHE HE WAS TRYING TO SHOOT EERYONE UO BECAUSE HSE DIDN;T WANT THEM REPORTING HIS FOR RAPE IR SMETHING/ He tried her once and she pulled a gun in him, kept it with her. Her father had taught them all how to shoot. He has a beard--she's glas hero isclean-shaven. Pales when he' tells her he's thinking of growing a beard (,aybe he doesn't shave for a couple of days),
Marisol had a gay friend who got killed--she's got a picture of him on her desk. .
Why haven't you had sex? It;s one of man's greatest pleasures"
"Not womens."
"With the right man, it would be." he runs a finger down her arm.
:I'll take a pass." She moves her arm.
"I can give you a whole list of recommendations"
"No thank you"
"Not now?"
"Not ever."
What woud it take for you to have sex with me? You like me."
Who wouldn't? Of course. That's your stock in trade. You're handsome, charming, and surprisingly kind, but you're also shallow and fartoo satisfied with yourself.
"Why not?I'm rich, etc."
She shook her head sdaly. "There's so much more."
RHYMING my INR's what it hsould be/celebrate along with me
I am ashappy as can be/I can see, I cn see, I can see!
PRIEST: defrocked priest atte can't live without hernds high shco becaol reunion, runs into school slut, make s aplay for her. She tells him she;s not that kind of girl anymore. If he wants a friend, she's available. If all he wants is a roll in the hay, they're over. He resuilds himself. She has porblems with her ex.
He was seduced by a woman, told he had to give her up or the priestoood. He chose her, butshe wasn't interested in John McCoy.She liked sampling forbidden fruit., seducing Father McCoy., so he is eft high and dry, throw himself into hedonsm.
BLOG THE OFFENSIVE FENCE WITH THE FLASHING NEON MOUNTED ON IT
SELF (will willingly accommodate me, unaware that he is also competitive with me as to pain and circumstance)
BLOG I might forget my children's brthdays, but will never forget their birthweights
BLOG: write about gettng ears pierced--went to a doctor. Mother's reaction--foreign women,--came around--tsteful pearl and gold studs I still treasure. Don't think she'd like the gold rings I wear now
WRITING My first three books deal with sociall issues--sexual abuse of chidren by authroity figures and its affect on the communnity.
WRITING I write dark romance,whichmeans I PUT MY CHARACTERS THROUGH THE WRINGER before their HEA. I write about topics that make e angry. The second was about the effects of perverted sex. Thethird is lighter--alcoholism and a deserted wife.
RHYMING: operations, casusation. duration, mediaction, visitation, irritation, explanation,aoagulation, appreciation, imagination, information, celebration, estimation, frustartion, gratification
WRITING I want to do what no one else has done in their books. I want to dare, to stand out, to say what thers were afraid to say,
BLOGMother's aim was to write correctly, Fio's is to write so everyone wants to read ut
Three Eyes Have It
Jeanell Buida Bolton
I admit I'm having a
blast
My eyes are in full bloom
I know it will not last
But I look like a racoon
You think I'm gross
I think I'm cute
I've never had a shiner before
And this one is a beaut!
Look at the size
Of my koala eyes
They're as big as pies
I WIN THE PRIZE
BLOG Fio has always been a little psycho, but she's also a little psychic. We aren ot alone in this world. There is much we cannot see now, but we will. scared me, Resisited it for years--invasion, rays. Fio is a wee bit psychic, or maybe just plain crazy, or maybe super suggestable, but sometmes she knows things before they happen. bathing her with warmth and love. encouraging her to write on to identify them, and as she writes. the air is charged. T]ir voiceas are soft and she has to be alone and off guard. She tried to talk about it to he rmmother a couple oftimes, , but it scared her,maybe because she too had experienced what she could not explain. The dead are not gone, but transformed. May be gentic memories. Bathe myself in their rays.
FAMILYwhen did Kit become the follow-thru guy. How did he devlop patience? Where did the initative come from?
BLOG Neither sleet nor storm nor e=dead of night/interfreres with Fio's social life.
????? He's xxxind his brainwith alcohol and vitriol.
BLOG Fiorella has always leaned to the left, [artially because she has dystonia.
TRUMP Song with tap dancers
I'm the master of distracion/action, recation, attraction, satisfaction,fracion, faction, traction, inaction--Gilbert abd sullivan. Now you see me, now you don't. Turmoil is the name of the game--a gaem.
illusion, confusuon,suffusion,delusion,intrusion, choosin',
TRUMP WHY PEOPLE FALL FOR NAKED EMPERORS
Tell people what to think, tell people what to say
And five'll geet you ten/ they'll obey
It's easier that way
TRUMPI htought Kelly would write Trump a nice speech to give when he came to Texas after Harvey, but he tramped on the graves of everyone who died by termingthe hrricane magnificent, epic, and hosoric., by ignoring the equipemnt and bomberos that Mexico sent, by complimenting himself on his crowd. It's like when the mober crashed and he said "too bad."driveway
BLOG Fiorella's hoarding ofr shinythings has paid off--Christmas tree decortaions in S meadow
BLOGWe love dogs because they are permanet children. They may grow old, but they nevr grow up. (post with pic of Sonia in my lap)
SPANISH soup--sopa
wrist watch--reloj de mano/pulsara
stupid--pendejo
smile--sonrisa
wreck--choque
driveway--entrada de coche
PHILLIPA--RUBBED HIS THUMB ACROSS HER LIPS
REPEAT? DOUGLAS HARRIS--EAST JR HISTORY MEDAL, I THINK
DON BLACKBURN--SOUTH JR
ME--NORTH JR
........WEST JR
FACEBOOK Misdirected anger. Blessings and peace
SPANISH Vida es no facil
THINGS TO REMEMBER John Hays, deck off back porch, Terra's name in a book
BLOG To be memorable, a picture must say somehintg, likepoetry and music.
FILIPINO THANK YOU: tsalmat
WEATHER 7:00, late August, 2917--bands of purple, gold, rose,ivory and blue in the west; In the east, flamingo pink clouds chasing aroud the blue sky
BLOG I was born a creative genius and I must create. I must not allow anythng to stand in my way. The Trump opera must be written. Rhe books must get out, The poetry, the paintings, the photos. It must all spew. DEcorating the house was also my canvas, but it has been nullified and I cannot spendprecious time in repair mode.
BLOG I knew no boundaries as a teacher--taught Fried Green Tomaties, that story that used "nigger." Wanted her students to think. Hopes she opened a few minds--that's what she was there for.
BLOGstatues come and sttaues go, just like presidents. Just like priebus scaramucci, spicer,yates,,Bannon...
SPaniSH Yo apprendo la idioma del espanol, poco a poco.
My mother railed against parents who put their children's teeth in braces, but Fio loged for them. Mother had perfect teeth, but Fiodidn't (pic). Up to parents in law to remedy the situattion.
.Soanish reawakend German. Fio asked sonia Wuenschen zie aus/ zu aus gehen?
hang nt your head in sorrow,hide not your grief away, let hatefulxxxx fire you
BLOG Whrn fio awakens very morning, her creative cup runnryj obver
BLOG rella's mother was of the stay-at-home variety. She had taught high school, but resigned of course, when she became pregnant. That was the rule. Mother devoted herself to her home and family, as did most mothers at the time. Men and women had different roles. Men strode into the world and made the money necessary to support a wife and children and played golf, while women stayed home and took care of the house and the children. On Sundays, the family went to church, women's major socail outlet.
Things were gradullaychanging since the xxx, when women didn't have the vote, but they accelerated in the early eighties, when the recession struck. Suddenltm men were out of jobs and the only solution was for their wives to go to work. The family xxx was turned upside down. After a couple of years, the econmy got better, but by then women had gotten accustomed to working outside the home, and whn their husbands started getting goos jobs again.The double income family was invented, and families rveled in their spending power.
BLOG io has been going through old photos and it's no wonder that Daughter turned out so pretty. She got it from both her grandmothers.r
SPANISH puesta--put
MEMORY WORDS: ambience, travertine, sub-conscious
BLOG Do not give in to pain, whether physical or emotional, because it means you are still alive.
MARISOL he was a guy who had whatver it was. Too bad she was immune.==Marisol
WEATHER?FLOWERS end of abril--orange daisies
WEATHER beautiful sunset--swathes os pink, laveneder, and pearl across the blue sky/
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BLOG On thing I knew for sure when I was growing up--that I would learn how to drive as soon as I could, and I wd give people rides like the kind people who had given them to me.
BLOG Mother was governed by "What will people think?" She tolerated the jigsaw puzzle on the floor, but
BLOG Mother loved her house, which was perfect--except for Fio's room. but drew the line at the stacks of papers on Fio's desk and in its drawers--especially since Fio did all her honework lying on the bes of front room floor in fornt of the TV.
Memory? GMail password:SoniaDog7
WEATHER Clouds bunched up like giant fists ina darkenng sky.
BLOG Hot and cold news. People prefer hot news. Have to grab readers with first sentence
BLOG When it comes to deression or anger, I choose anger,IT fuels me, FIGHT THE GOOD FIGHT.
POEM: I write what I cannot bring myself to say
WEATHER The mottled clouds looked like hides of a white crocodile/\
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MARISOL: says she canhave sex any time she wants to, but she prefers not to. He assumes she's a tigress, etc--. He walks into store, assumes the curly-haired cutie sitting at the deskisMarisol. She's Tera De whatver, Marisol',s lawyer. He assumes Marisol isa bodygird--maybe thinks from the back se is a man--six-one.
Someone takes a shot at Marisol (Aimee's story--what was it?)
PHILLIPA: BRAM RESTS HIS HAND AGAINST THE ROUGH BARK OD THE OLD OAK AND GIVES IT A PAT.
BLOG An algorithm requires you to dollow directions, but Fio likes to skio the small stuff.
LEXA--I WANT A PEDOMETER!
PHILLIPA hillipathinks maybe it wasjust a vacation fling for him He kept using thw ord "love," but she thoought he was equating it with sex. DEREK"S WIFE__GENEVIEVE
BLOG Mother had lived in Ohio all her life, and Texas was a foreign land. Sneered to cut it downw to size. Dad was gone all day. At some point she became very depressed so hetook thefamily out eveyr eneving for daiy kings,
ESPANOL: btween: entre, next: proximo, exit: salida, following: seguenta, pasada: pass
BOUNDAARIES: bed, TV, picking up, drugs, art
WEITING Dyslexic hero or heroine? Heorine born from rape? Has a childborn from rape, doens't know the father?
PHILLIPA--BRAM--new guys are usually given a hard time, but this time ot was different. They were out for blood/
WRITING First person heroine--First sentence:are all women battered wives, or is it just me?
BLOG Remember when dressed were for old ladies and all the smart young chicks wore jeans?
Ask cousins if Aunt Julie had cancer (hysterectomy).
MIKE: ideas on how to prevent further eroision ofcreek
SET UP A TRUST--LIsa
BEATRIZ< DORTHY< CLAIRE
Bottles to GIRL SCOUTS, 12120 Pack 35 Circle
ORIENTAL JASMINE
DAD--1914-2001
MICHELLE 717-691-5888
MARY ANN SHARMA; 299-2777
Fads come and go, but tattoos are forever
Mother, the Summit COUnty spelling champion champ was a reader and a rule-follower. Read magazines onhow to decorate her home, etc.
People who do their banking on line miss out on meeting a lot of nice people. I like having the woman at the drive-thru greet me by name.
Replace light bulb in downstairs bathroom hall.
Learn how to make videos and put on FB
Contact Janece
It hurts my hurt when hateful people wave Old Glory.
MARISOL HAS A STRONG STARTLE REFLEX, which gets Tony to thinking
If the cute little nlonde was an appetizer, Marisol was the main course. Six-one. She'd fit. No bending or lifting.
"You see woman as prey, don't you?" One of his former lovers.
herioine with gray hair?
Mother knew me from the top of my too-thin hir with the jagged harline to my feet shaped like fans.
Everything I've every written--poems, stories, novels--it's all there/in the air. I am the portal to elsehere. My words cannotdie. Neither can I.
Allisstaire preferred hand-off tecahing--uses electronics (THOSE THINGS WITH WORDSON THEM), maching grading, etc)
Never clean up so much that you lose your essence
In Fio's ideal world, where all good things happen and love overflows,
In the early morning whne one is only half awake but the midis clear, the truth comes
Malevolence we have always with us.
Sometimes I have to defy my list to write a poem
I think that without adveristy, full-speed- ahead Fiorella would have been quite heartless.It's easy to assume fault to people who are not as successful as you are.
Who's going to build the wall? Workers from Mexico, like the workers at Maralago?
I am a foot soldier in the movement to make the world a better place.
What have I learned from Far North? I learned to back off.
I do not like cometitions, They divide people into winners and losers and they encourage cheating
Scarramucci, we hardly knew ye, but you were goodfor laughs while on the scene
Flynn, Spicer/Sanders, Priebus, Mueller, Sessions, SALLY YATES, Comey,Bannon
Fio grew up think taht as an adult, she would be free to do whatever she wnated to do. Wrong-o. but it was for the best. If she'd lived a life of leiseur, she probably would have tried to climb the social ladder, which is always a mistake. Let your fiends choose you.
With age comes widom and this morning I woke up angry at myself for all the bad decisions I've made in my life, but I cannot change the past.
TRUMP OPERA
BOTOX/unit?
Vitology 868-3376, 930-3909
Fusion 868-0003
Gtown Plastic 686-1650
Novita 864-2773
MARY ANN--STORY MOVES WELL. SOLID CARaccters. Well-motivated. like backgrounds. punctuation probs, needs hooks, establish speaker more quickly, staccato sentences, dialogue tags, that big dick thing isn't going to work
I am Jesus' little lamb/Ever glad at heart I am/ guide me, besdie me'Lovesme eveyr dya the same/even calls me by my name
Lots of rock ad rolllast night.We either had a bad storm or sound and fury signifying nothing.
HALL'S ROOFING, 572-864-7579
jEN--INFO ABOUT PUTTING IRON ON BUSHES
HOW TO PUT PIX ON BLOG
Some people talk about art. Fiorella is art.
Repair WC wall
de--origin/ dela--possession, relationship/
Mem words--Rapa Nui, moai; vertigo, Washington Irving/Rip Van Winkle, lip service, cosmopolitan
Just bbecause someone htinks the moon is mad eof grren cheese,would you give him the same airtimeas an astronaut who had actually been there/
I tried to teach the student as well as the subject
Creeps, crooks, cretins, criminals, and con-men.
Lindsay illich,Eng. Dept., Curry College, Milton Ma (617-333-2171)
Flourscent shoes she'd picked up at WalMart
Barnett's Tree Service, 330-644-1553
Grandioso--great
Fat, low-hanging clouds pregnant with rain
A vaccyme system one can pre-set that takes me to Austin, theb spread to a depot near my destination where I will bemet by a pre-programmed electic cart
Obstruction/ destruction
Trump, rump, lump, dump, frump, grump, pump, h slump, chump, bump, pump, jump,
FIVE CONJUGATIONS: ser, if, hacer, ver, tener
Trumpism is an anti-intellectual know-nothing movement in response to Obama's erudition
MARISOL--hero's first sexual encounter was when he was 14--a friend of his mother' seduced him. M is first woman he's encountered who doesn't groom her pubis
The sun sets behind them in the west
A womanwalked in and dropped her bag and ran across thelobby to leap into a man's arms. And he just held her, her feet dangling over the floor, his face buried in her hair, swaying gently back and foth for several minutes.
Some people hide their heads in the sand like ostriches. Some people come out fighting, like tigers.
Fio's one of the tigers.
Let us begin with the firing of Flynn
Then there's Priebus and Spicer and etc
between.mean, lean, steam, seem, cream, dream
Fluffy clouds lazing in a bright bluesky like sunbathers at a beach
sky covered with cottom balls that had exploded
COME AGAIN?
What exactly does ivanka do in the WH but sit at a desk? If she wwas put there to keep her father under cotrol, she's failed miserably.
is Fio running too fast for you? Sometimes she evnruns too faast for herslef Butthere's so much to do and solittle time.
trump is a performer in searrch of an audience. The WH people probably took upa collection to buy those $59/head people who attrnded his rally in Phoenix. They wanted him in a good mood
I weight 20 lbsless than the scale says. I have about 10 lbsof loose skin, wear five poiunds worth of clothes, five pounds of heavy breasts, three pounds of heavy bone, and one pound of big feet.
"Tony?" "Yeah?" "I've never done this before."
This woman was let out of prison in January. She served 4 out of a 10 year sentence to go on probation as long as she attended rehab for meth addiction. She went in twice and left twice right off the bat. When her probation officer arrested her and took her back to the judge, the probation officer said she needed to be locked up. The corrupt judge simply put her on parole...which led to her attempting to rob my parents house, her aiming the gun consistently at my dad and threatening him, then shooting at my mom with an intent to kill as she drove off. I'm thankful my parents are physically okay but they have a fear of retaliation from her because she has nothing to lose. Except her "freedom." Which if you look at her rap sheet, she gets more violent and brazen. This should never happen to innocent people. When are they going to really keep her in prison? After she really kills someone? This sickens me. I'm so thankful to APD, the US Marshals, the adult Parole and Probation office, and the NM State Police for stepping up against these criminals and violent crime wave that has struck Albuquerque. I have so many friends and family there and this makes me angry. My mom and dad are so grateful for your support! You guys helped by spreading the word and taking a stand!
truth--verdad
shoulder--hombro
ankle--tobilla
knee--rodillo
suave--soft
sabor--flavor
understand--entiendar, comprendar
have--saber
shall--deber (must?0
can--poder
tener--must
saber--know, know how to
desear--desire
querer--want, would like to
writer/fighter/ inciter/brighter,lighter
FIORELLA IS A WALKING, TALKING RHYME MACHINE
WEAK PEOPLE ARE AATTRACTED TO BOMBAST, THE LOUDER THE BETTER.
CONESCO MUCHOS SUSTANTIVOS.
Family, Facebook, Family, Doggie
Genetics is always interesting, at least to the descendant. Fiorella has poked around in her own family tree from time to time and shared some of her inheritances with you, so now she's going to drop a few more into the pot--like that she's pretty sure her lactase persistence comes from the ten percent of Northern European in her blond father's bloodline. According to her research, it's an evolutionary thing.
On the other hand, Fio's art, she thinks, comes from her mother, who was quite good at decorating and design and whose great-uncle was a potter. Mother also had a gift for languages. On the negative side, the essential tremor that Fio and Brother have seems to be a combined inheritance--both Mom and Dad had minor tremors in old age, and the genes apparently got doubled in us.
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Fiorella is on Facebook every day under another name, but she doesn't like getting into back-and-forths with people because all that does is solidify their viewpoints. Her usual tactic is to limit herself to just one reply so that other people reading the exchange can see another point of view.
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Back to the family. Dad, whose grade-school nickname was Bud, knew how to get along with everyone, much to the embarrassment of mother, who was uncomfortable with him talking to everyone in the Luby's line. (As you may have guessed, Fiorella takes after her father in this regard.)
Mother was the one who raised Fio and her brother. Dad was at work during the day, of course, and having founded a bowling team, was often gone evenings. On weekends, he liked to play golf, but strangely enough, he had no interest in teaching his children how to play either one of those.
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Sonia Dog is smarter than Fiorella when it comes to 100-degree weather. There's no way she's going to go outside and walk up to the road with Mommy to get the mail in this heat.
On the other hand, Fio's art, she thinks, comes from her mother, who was quite good at decorating and design and whose great-uncle was a potter. Mother also had a gift for languages. On the negative side, the essential tremor that Fio and Brother have seems to be a combined inheritance--both Mom and Dad had minor tremors in old age, and the genes apparently got doubled in us.
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Fiorella is on Facebook every day under another name, but she doesn't like getting into back-and-forths with people because all that does is solidify their viewpoints. Her usual tactic is to limit herself to just one reply so that other people reading the exchange can see another point of view.
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Back to the family. Dad, whose grade-school nickname was Bud, knew how to get along with everyone, much to the embarrassment of mother, who was uncomfortable with him talking to everyone in the Luby's line. (As you may have guessed, Fiorella takes after her father in this regard.)
Mother was the one who raised Fio and her brother. Dad was at work during the day, of course, and having founded a bowling team, was often gone evenings. On weekends, he liked to play golf, but strangely enough, he had no interest in teaching his children how to play either one of those.
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Sonia Dog is smarter than Fiorella when it comes to 100-degree weather. There's no way she's going to go outside and walk up to the road with Mommy to get the mail in this heat.
Monday, August 17, 2020
Moving is One Big Pain!
Looks like Fiorella is on a downward spiral again. As it turned has turned out, she didn't get a chance to do any more work on Lolly and did very little on clearing out of the house. Instead, she sat in on a dreadful family ZOOM in which Elder Son exploded at her for not being able to get into the meeting properly--she couldn't help it if her line was dead.
Also, the garage door won't open. Luckily Fio had parked the cars outside.
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After living alone for two years and now being sidelined by the pandemic, Fio is unaccustomed to conversation and thus panics when she has to talk to anyone. It's a sad state to be in for someone who was a debater, acted in plays, and swung a mean gavel. Nevertheless, she must move forward. What else can she do?
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Thanks goodness for wonderful friends like Ellen, who called Fiorella last night from California and let your girl talk and talk and talk. By the end of the call, Fio's voice was almost conversational again🧡
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Did Fio tell you the clever technique she's devised for hauling books and loose pages downstairs from her office that alleviates her lack of depth vision? She puts the items into book bags, slings the bags on one arm, then holds onto the rail with the other arm. There's usually something small that she can grasp with her book-bag hand too, but if the item is in a box, she'll just give it a nudge, then watch it slide down the steps.
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After Fiorella has finished clearing out her office, she'll have to figure out how to handle the inherited tableware. Sigh....
Also, the garage door won't open. Luckily Fio had parked the cars outside.
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After living alone for two years and now being sidelined by the pandemic, Fio is unaccustomed to conversation and thus panics when she has to talk to anyone. It's a sad state to be in for someone who was a debater, acted in plays, and swung a mean gavel. Nevertheless, she must move forward. What else can she do?
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Thanks goodness for wonderful friends like Ellen, who called Fiorella last night from California and let your girl talk and talk and talk. By the end of the call, Fio's voice was almost conversational again🧡
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Did Fio tell you the clever technique she's devised for hauling books and loose pages downstairs from her office that alleviates her lack of depth vision? She puts the items into book bags, slings the bags on one arm, then holds onto the rail with the other arm. There's usually something small that she can grasp with her book-bag hand too, but if the item is in a box, she'll just give it a nudge, then watch it slide down the steps.
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After Fiorella has finished clearing out her office, she'll have to figure out how to handle the inherited tableware. Sigh....
Sunday, August 16, 2020
All's Right with the World
While clearing out her office, Fiorella came acrross a yellowed slip of paper that said "forty-two and floundering," which shows you that she's always been a little off course😄
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Your girl woke up this morning feeling great, probably because she found her cell phone--which had been missing for four days--in her purse, which she swears she had checked out (as well as the car, the garage, every room in the house, and the back yard) twice, if not thrice over.
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She's also been heartened by finding some of her teen-age poetry. Move over, Keats and Shelley--Fiorella's about to claim her own spot in the poetic limelight!
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What's on your agenda today, Fio?
Well, despite my pledge to work on Lolly's story today, I'll probably be doing a lot more packing. On the other hand, since I've usually ended up packing when I have promised myself to work on Lolly, I might make a turn-about and actually work on Lolly. Got that? 😀
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Fiorella's also been heartened by realizing that having a Realtor means she is off the hook regarding the back yard, the front yard, and the new house search. There is only so much that even a work horse like Fiorella can handle at the same time.
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Then there's Son's promise to come over with his brother-in-law next weekend and not only move the extra bricks back into the woods, but help with the packing. Even with a ladder, Fio can't reach high enough to take "THE BEST IS YET TO BE" poster she stuck on the upper-hall wall years ago when she and husband were celebrating their anniversary.
And yes, the best IS still left to come--for all of us 🧡
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Your girl woke up this morning feeling great, probably because she found her cell phone--which had been missing for four days--in her purse, which she swears she had checked out (as well as the car, the garage, every room in the house, and the back yard) twice, if not thrice over.
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She's also been heartened by finding some of her teen-age poetry. Move over, Keats and Shelley--Fiorella's about to claim her own spot in the poetic limelight!
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What's on your agenda today, Fio?
Well, despite my pledge to work on Lolly's story today, I'll probably be doing a lot more packing. On the other hand, since I've usually ended up packing when I have promised myself to work on Lolly, I might make a turn-about and actually work on Lolly. Got that? 😀
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Fiorella's also been heartened by realizing that having a Realtor means she is off the hook regarding the back yard, the front yard, and the new house search. There is only so much that even a work horse like Fiorella can handle at the same time.
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Then there's Son's promise to come over with his brother-in-law next weekend and not only move the extra bricks back into the woods, but help with the packing. Even with a ladder, Fio can't reach high enough to take "THE BEST IS YET TO BE" poster she stuck on the upper-hall wall years ago when she and husband were celebrating their anniversary.
And yes, the best IS still left to come--for all of us 🧡
Saturday, August 15, 2020
Running Late
Every day Fiorella wakes up and says to herself that she will devote the entire time to Lolly's story, but first she'll pack a thing or two....and then she packs all day and into the evening. GRRRRRR!
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Sonia Dog hasn't wanted to go outside with Fio recently. Hmm.... the weather, or did something frighten her?
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The three-car garage is filling up quickly, even double-stacked. Wonder how many trucks are going to be needed to transfer everything to the new house.
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Clearing out a house is tedious, but then Fiorella runs into forgotten treasures, like her 1894 copy of Uncle Tom's Cabin. She found it in Audra O'Neils' used book store in Waco when she was a teenager, and, needless to say, it enlightened her. More people should read it.
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One thing Fio has learned while packing up her life in cardboard boxes is that, come hell or high water, she's been very active for good causes all her life. You can't keep a good girl down!
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Oops! Fio is publishing the blog late and has messed up her dates again. It's hard to keep track of time when one is laboring between the kitchen and the garage every second of the day. Sixteen tons, whatta you get....
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Sonia Dog hasn't wanted to go outside with Fio recently. Hmm.... the weather, or did something frighten her?
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The three-car garage is filling up quickly, even double-stacked. Wonder how many trucks are going to be needed to transfer everything to the new house.
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Clearing out a house is tedious, but then Fiorella runs into forgotten treasures, like her 1894 copy of Uncle Tom's Cabin. She found it in Audra O'Neils' used book store in Waco when she was a teenager, and, needless to say, it enlightened her. More people should read it.
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One thing Fio has learned while packing up her life in cardboard boxes is that, come hell or high water, she's been very active for good causes all her life. You can't keep a good girl down!
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Oops! Fio is publishing the blog late and has messed up her dates again. It's hard to keep track of time when one is laboring between the kitchen and the garage every second of the day. Sixteen tons, whatta you get....
Silence of the Night
Combing through her old papers, Fiorella found this poem, which she wrote when she was sixteen:
Sometimes in the silence
In the darkest dark of night
When the black has slipped around me
Inking over all my sight
I'm drawn then to the starry sky
And lured by every light
Sometimes in the waiting
For a storm that's drawing near
When all the earth is pensive
I am seized with sudden fear
For wild in my deepest heart
A strange new voice I hear
Sometimes in the drizzle
Of a dingy, shoddy day
When murkiness repels the sun
And shadows every ray
I know that I must find my soul
Before it melts away
Friday, August 14, 2020
From Deer to Poetry
Fiorella went out on the porch to pick up the newspaper and spotted two does and two fauns in el parke. They froze and stared at her. Fio froze and stared back. Your girl couldn't help but coo at the foursome and, to her amazement, their ears twitched as if they were trying to understand what she was saying. Fio scurried inside to get her camera, but when she checked the yard again, her visitors were gone. 😕
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The editor of Fiorella's high school graduating class's monthly was, Fio assumes, a journalism major, but your Fiorella is not happy with the editing she did in the cleverly-written feature that your girl submitted about her post-high school life. Apparently cleverness is not in style anymore.
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You won't believe this, but a hard core of said graduating class is planning to go ahead with the pre-planned reunion scheduled for October. Nothing like teasing fate.
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This poem seems appropriate right now. It's an old one that I've improved on.
I must tidy up my garden
And plant new flower beds,
I must water all the roses
And trim the privet hedge
I must cover up the marks of
Intruders in the night,
I must rake the footprints smooth
In my garden of delight
I must bury all the old dreams
And hide them from my view
So when I clear the trespass
I can plant my dreams anew
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The editor of Fiorella's high school graduating class's monthly was, Fio assumes, a journalism major, but your Fiorella is not happy with the editing she did in the cleverly-written feature that your girl submitted about her post-high school life. Apparently cleverness is not in style anymore.
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You won't believe this, but a hard core of said graduating class is planning to go ahead with the pre-planned reunion scheduled for October. Nothing like teasing fate.
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This poem seems appropriate right now. It's an old one that I've improved on.
I must tidy up my garden
And plant new flower beds,
I must water all the roses
And trim the privet hedge
I must cover up the marks of
Intruders in the night,
I must rake the footprints smooth
In my garden of delight
I must bury all the old dreams
And hide them from my view
So when I clear the trespass
I can plant my dreams anew
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Thursday, August 13, 2020
Getting Better
Fiorella was leery when her Realtor came by and introduced her to two young college students who clean out houses on the side, but they turned out to be not only helpful, but pleasant. Besides, Fio likes company.
She also appreciates phone calls like the one from Friend Paula this morning. All silence and no vocal intercourse make Fio a dull girl.
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The college boys got down all the paintings on the stairwell except for Fiorella's full-length self-portrait. It makes sense--your girl always has been stubborn.
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The garage door won't close, and Fio thinks it's the mechanism rather then the clicker because she's tried both clickers on it. Just what someone whose garage is full to overflowing with family treasures doesn't need.
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Fiorella's mother died at the age your girl is now, but Fio's decided to wait awhile. She hasn't paid up her burial policy, and she's still got a book or two in her--if she can ever beat out technology.
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Oops! Just when your faithful correspondent thought she was leveling out, her car started flashing red lights and a message about the tires needing more air. GRRRRRRR....
Wednesday, August 12, 2020
The Pits
Fiorella began the day by waking up with vertigo, then accidentally tore up the newspaper comics rather than the sports section for packing material.😕
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Fio spent all afternoon brooding on the couch with her computer in her lap. What else was there to do? She had no energy, was in deep sorrow about a ruinous situation she herself had set up, but didn't have anyone to talk with about. Loneliness is the pits. It suddenly dawned on Fiorella that those five pounds she's lost are tears. She's been crying buckets lately.
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The house looks so drab with the all the artwork down.
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Fio would love to read a book on line, but that too is out of her reach. She's thwarted every way she turns.
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I know my life will never be
The same again
But hope that sometime it will be
Mine again
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Fio spent all afternoon brooding on the couch with her computer in her lap. What else was there to do? She had no energy, was in deep sorrow about a ruinous situation she herself had set up, but didn't have anyone to talk with about. Loneliness is the pits. It suddenly dawned on Fiorella that those five pounds she's lost are tears. She's been crying buckets lately.
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The house looks so drab with the all the artwork down.
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Fio would love to read a book on line, but that too is out of her reach. She's thwarted every way she turns.
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I know my life will never be
The same again
But hope that sometime it will be
Mine again
Tuesday, August 11, 2020
Not That Good a Day
Fiorella is so tired of packing, cleaning, and tending to the property when she'd rather be writing, painting, or communing with her trees.
By the way, did you know that someone who has to hang onto a railing for balance can get two heavy seashells, eight paperbacks, and a cup downstairs at the same time by carrying them all in a plastic waste-paper basket?
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One thing Fio has learned from her Realtor is that selling a house costs a lot of money nowadays. It's not like when Fiorella and Husband could do all the repairs themselves, then rent a truck and deliver their furniture to their new home piece by piece.
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Wahoo! Fio's lost five pounds, which isn't surprising with all the running around she's been doing lately. Maybe the effort she's been putting into clearing out her office will whittle another five pounds off 😄
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Fiorella remembers how Husband's Aunt Ethelyn dropped a load of beloved seashells off at the house years ago when they were downsizing. Fio honored the love gift by giving the shells places of honor in her household, then carrying them with her to two later homes. She will also take them to her new house because Ethelyn deserves to be remembered.
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Fiorella, always the multi-tasker, is in over her head this time. Preparing a house for sale, tending to family business, and dealing with the virus are too much for her. HELP!
By the way, did you know that someone who has to hang onto a railing for balance can get two heavy seashells, eight paperbacks, and a cup downstairs at the same time by carrying them all in a plastic waste-paper basket?
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One thing Fio has learned from her Realtor is that selling a house costs a lot of money nowadays. It's not like when Fiorella and Husband could do all the repairs themselves, then rent a truck and deliver their furniture to their new home piece by piece.
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Wahoo! Fio's lost five pounds, which isn't surprising with all the running around she's been doing lately. Maybe the effort she's been putting into clearing out her office will whittle another five pounds off 😄
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Fiorella remembers how Husband's Aunt Ethelyn dropped a load of beloved seashells off at the house years ago when they were downsizing. Fio honored the love gift by giving the shells places of honor in her household, then carrying them with her to two later homes. She will also take them to her new house because Ethelyn deserves to be remembered.
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Fiorella, always the multi-tasker, is in over her head this time. Preparing a house for sale, tending to family business, and dealing with the virus are too much for her. HELP!
Monday, August 10, 2020
Mostly Negatives
Fio has cleared out everything in Husband's office except the couch, a desk, a heavy cabinet, and a wall-hung Indian blanket from Husband's grandfather's trading post. Next comes the arts-and-crafts/laundry room, which still has a few of Fiorella's drawings taped to the the walls.
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Una problema--once your girl gets the chicken-wire to protect her iron plants from Bambi et al, who's going to stake it for her?
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The Post Office situation is getting scary. Fiorella pays her bills by mail as soon as she receives them, but Trump's slow-down may make her payments arrive late. Can't someone blow up the WH yet? November is too far away.
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The backyard pathway is not working out as planned and Fio is on edge. None of us allowed for grade, and Fio has the horrible feeling that a second row of construction will be nece$$ary.
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Sorry to be so droopy, but Fiorella is in a dark mood. Maybe she'll crawl into a dark closet and never come out again. What's the use.
It isn't good for Fiorella to be alone because her brain automatically switches into xxxx mode and she mentally reviews every stupid thing she's done in her life
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Una problema--once your girl gets the chicken-wire to protect her iron plants from Bambi et al, who's going to stake it for her?
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The Post Office situation is getting scary. Fiorella pays her bills by mail as soon as she receives them, but Trump's slow-down may make her payments arrive late. Can't someone blow up the WH yet? November is too far away.
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The backyard pathway is not working out as planned and Fio is on edge. None of us allowed for grade, and Fio has the horrible feeling that a second row of construction will be nece$$ary.
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Sorry to be so droopy, but Fiorella is in a dark mood. Maybe she'll crawl into a dark closet and never come out again. What's the use.
It isn't good for Fiorella to be alone because her brain automatically switches into xxxx mode and she mentally reviews every stupid thing she's done in her life
Sunday, August 9, 2020
All About Fio
Fiorella didn't feel comfortable yesterday, then finally realized it was because there were too many people on the scene--Son, Realtor, Son's friend and his helper, yardman and his helper.
All but yardman and his helper were wearing masks, so she hopes everything will be okay. Your girl should have asked them to put on masks, but was so involved with the Realtors that she forgot.
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Each painting that Fiorella takes off the wall is part of her life, from child to teenager to wife to mother to widow.
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Not happy with the "finished" walkway. Have to think about how to fix it. May have to knock down some of it. GRRRRRR....
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Never knew how expensive it is to move. Next Wednesday, Fio will be paying two strong-arm college boys $50/hour apiece for about three hours work organizing the garage and stacking the boxes.
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PERSONAL NOTE: When you pause to get Fiorella's reaction, it's a conversation, and she will listen to your every word. When you talk non-stop, it's a lecture, and she will tune you out.
All but yardman and his helper were wearing masks, so she hopes everything will be okay. Your girl should have asked them to put on masks, but was so involved with the Realtors that she forgot.
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Each painting that Fiorella takes off the wall is part of her life, from child to teenager to wife to mother to widow.
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Not happy with the "finished" walkway. Have to think about how to fix it. May have to knock down some of it. GRRRRRR....
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Never knew how expensive it is to move. Next Wednesday, Fio will be paying two strong-arm college boys $50/hour apiece for about three hours work organizing the garage and stacking the boxes.
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PERSONAL NOTE: When you pause to get Fiorella's reaction, it's a conversation, and she will listen to your every word. When you talk non-stop, it's a lecture, and she will tune you out.
Saturday, August 8, 2020
Moving, Painting, Painting, Painting, Lolly
Fiorella is going through a hard time. Her house is a junkyard, the yardman messed up the pathway, she has to devote even more time to packing moving boxes, and she'll have to cough up a nice penny for a team of guys to get the garage in shape and put all the boxes into place. (When Fio's moved before, she had a husband and sons on the scene who handled the heavy lifting.)
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One thing for sure, the house your girl lives in next had better have lots of bare walls because she's packing away enough paintings to populate The Louvre--and she plans to paint more. Thank goodness she still has the easel her maternal grandfather made for her.
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Interesting: Fiorella found a painting of her great-grandmother that she'd done from an old photo, when she was a kid, and now that Fio's an adult, she saw the family resemblance. What if there's a limited number of souls wandering around, and we're all recycled images of our ancestors?
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Guess what Fio found in the corner of a cupboard in the art-and-crafts room? Half a bottle of linseed oil! It's from back when she was a kid and was taking took oil painting lessons every Thursday.
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Too much was happening yesterday for Fiorella to work on Lolly's story, but there's always today....she hopes.
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One thing for sure, the house your girl lives in next had better have lots of bare walls because she's packing away enough paintings to populate The Louvre--and she plans to paint more. Thank goodness she still has the easel her maternal grandfather made for her.
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Interesting: Fiorella found a painting of her great-grandmother that she'd done from an old photo, when she was a kid, and now that Fio's an adult, she saw the family resemblance. What if there's a limited number of souls wandering around, and we're all recycled images of our ancestors?
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Guess what Fio found in the corner of a cupboard in the art-and-crafts room? Half a bottle of linseed oil! It's from back when she was a kid and was taking took oil painting lessons every Thursday.
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Too much was happening yesterday for Fiorella to work on Lolly's story, but there's always today....she hopes.
From Real Art to a Fictional Character
Fio never realized she lived in a house that had more paintings hanging on the walls than a church cathedral. Most of them are hers, of course, and they're pretty damn good, even if she has to say so herself. But what is she going to do with them in the new house? Will there will be room for them all?
What the heck, there are always ceilings, and your girl climbs a ladder like a monkey.
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Hmmmf--the morning Realtor gently dropped it on Fiorella that she has to move all the cardboard boxes that she's filled into the garage so buyers can seen the inside of the house better, but moving boxes is not part of Fio's job description--or her capabilities.
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Bastrop Son has arranged for Mom to get a couple of rolls of chicken fencing to protect the iron plants from the deer. but who will put it into place for her? Again, it's not part of her job description.
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When it rains, it pours--not only did the afternoon Realtor came by, but Fernando and his helper showed up a day early to finish off the backyard pathway, all of which had Fio running back and forth. Thank goodness Bastrop Son was here to cover for her.
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Oops, Fio's day wasn't finished yet. The second she heard flagstones being dropped into place on the pathway, she was off the couch and outside, where her worst fears were realized. Fernando and helper were scattering the stones helter-skelter, while your girl wanted them to be laid in a design. She was outside rearranging flagstones before her crew knew what had hit them.
What the heck, there are always ceilings, and your girl climbs a ladder like a monkey.
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Hmmmf--the morning Realtor gently dropped it on Fiorella that she has to move all the cardboard boxes that she's filled into the garage so buyers can seen the inside of the house better, but moving boxes is not part of Fio's job description--or her capabilities.
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Bastrop Son has arranged for Mom to get a couple of rolls of chicken fencing to protect the iron plants from the deer. but who will put it into place for her? Again, it's not part of her job description.
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When it rains, it pours--not only did the afternoon Realtor came by, but Fernando and his helper showed up a day early to finish off the backyard pathway, all of which had Fio running back and forth. Thank goodness Bastrop Son was here to cover for her.
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Oops, Fio's day wasn't finished yet. The second she heard flagstones being dropped into place on the pathway, she was off the couch and outside, where her worst fears were realized. Fernando and helper were scattering the stones helter-skelter, while your girl wanted them to be laid in a design. She was outside rearranging flagstones before her crew knew what had hit them.
Friday, August 7, 2020
Writing, Painting, and Creativity
It's a little early, but if anyone is making a Christmas gift list, Fiorella would like a technology fairy who'd always be on call to hover over her shoulder. On the other hand, after poking every button she could find and pleading with God, your girl did get the first scene of Lolly's story printed out.
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Son is bringing his realtor friend over to meet Fio and look at the house this morning, and the Realtor who advised Fiorella a couple of months ago will be coming over to meet Son this afternoon. Fiorella has brought down boxes and cleaned the place up as much as she can, but the house is a mess. Moving is hard enough, but moving during a pandemic, when people are understandably wary of giving you a hand, is the pits.
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Your girl is still boxing pictures and paintings. Hope there's room for them in the new house. Also hope they will be appreciated.
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One of the paintings is a nude of Fio when she and Husband were young and feisty. He was giving her a hard time about painting with good clothes on, which made her so angry that she stripped off all her clothes--and continued painting. Husband retaliated by snapping a picture of her her, and she liked the pose so much that she turned it into a painting.
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Fio has had to be very creative in boxing up larger paintings--did you know that you can lay cardboard moving boxes down flat and tape the bottoms and tops shut? Also, that you can cut the sides of a box apart and tape them onto another box that has been cut as needed? It's sorta fun😁
Thursday, August 6, 2020
Spiders, Packing, Lolly, Nipples, Meds
It's daddy-long-legs time, and the ceiling of Fio's front porch is the local arachnids' favorite gathering place. Nothing like walking outside to pick up the newspaper and looking up to see a swarming of black fuzz over your head.
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Fiorella is back to clearing out her office again, and this time she's focusing on retrieving and packing up stories she wrote for magazines, newspapers and newsletters through the years. Wow--your girl was a very active gal. No wonder so many people disliked her.
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Good news. Fiorella devoted three long hours yesterday afternoon to checking Lolly out for flow, and it's all there. Now to go through the saga line by line, word by word.
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Judging by the covers of romances advertised on Facebook, pinched male nipples are all the rage.
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Is this August sixth? Crap! How the heck did Fio miss an entire day's regimen of pills?!
Wednesday, August 5, 2020
This and That Again
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The great thing about living in the country is that when the whole world conspires against you, you can go outside in the backyard and scream, scream, scream without anyone hearing you. Translation: the septic tank has reared its ugly head again. Fio sent the check to the city instead of the country and will probably have to pay a late fee, just like when she messed up paying her property tax. GRRRRR....
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Your girl has finalized arrangements for her Realtor and Son's Realtor to come look over to the house on Friday--at different times, of course. The place is a total mess, but we'll see what they say.
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Fiorella is trying to catch up on Lolly again, but her Mac Air is so irritatingly sensitive that it's tough going.
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Nothing like a slice of fresh lettuce to go with lunch. Fio had forgotten how much she liked it.
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You won't believe this, but your faithful correspondent has lost three pounds, probably because of the hell she's been going through emptying the house.
The great thing about living in the country is that when the whole world conspires against you, you can go outside in the backyard and scream, scream, scream without anyone hearing you. Translation: the septic tank has reared its ugly head again. Fio sent the check to the city instead of the country and will probably have to pay a late fee, just like when she messed up paying her property tax. GRRRRR....
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Your girl has finalized arrangements for her Realtor and Son's Realtor to come look over to the house on Friday--at different times, of course. The place is a total mess, but we'll see what they say.
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Fiorella is trying to catch up on Lolly again, but her Mac Air is so irritatingly sensitive that it's tough going.
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Nothing like a slice of fresh lettuce to go with lunch. Fio had forgotten how much she liked it.
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You won't believe this, but your faithful correspondent has lost three pounds, probably because of the hell she's been going through emptying the house.
Tuesday, August 4, 2020
Life and Death
Fio's been putting a fair amount of time into packing lately, and if you're thinking of moving, she has a few tips for you.
If your house is two-story house, you can toss light-weight things like clothes or bedding over the railing and let them slide down on their own. Heavier items can go into a box, then be bounced down the stairs or, if if the box is open-topped, nudged down with your foot.
Also, the whole time, keep an eye open for forgotten treasures. It's amazing how many things Fiorella has found that she thought she'd lost twenty years ago.
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Sonia likes to lick Mommy's wounds. Fio's not sure whether Doggie is trying to heal her or likes the taste of blood.
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Fiorella's electricity went out for half an hour yesterday afternoon, the second time this summer. Wonder what's going on. Has Trump traced your girl down?
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Fiorella is not one who deals well with change, but she finally caved to her Mac's continuing pressure to install updates. After all, what could go wrong? EVERYTHING--she was immediately shut down because her computer didn't have the power needed for the updates.
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Looking around her yard, Fio realized that, considering the age of the world, there is no place on earth that is not a cemetery. We are our own fertilizer. Tread carefully, my dears.
If your house is two-story house, you can toss light-weight things like clothes or bedding over the railing and let them slide down on their own. Heavier items can go into a box, then be bounced down the stairs or, if if the box is open-topped, nudged down with your foot.
Also, the whole time, keep an eye open for forgotten treasures. It's amazing how many things Fiorella has found that she thought she'd lost twenty years ago.
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Sonia likes to lick Mommy's wounds. Fio's not sure whether Doggie is trying to heal her or likes the taste of blood.
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Fiorella's electricity went out for half an hour yesterday afternoon, the second time this summer. Wonder what's going on. Has Trump traced your girl down?
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Fiorella is not one who deals well with change, but she finally caved to her Mac's continuing pressure to install updates. After all, what could go wrong? EVERYTHING--she was immediately shut down because her computer didn't have the power needed for the updates.
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Looking around her yard, Fio realized that, considering the age of the world, there is no place on earth that is not a cemetery. We are our own fertilizer. Tread carefully, my dears.
Monday, August 3, 2020
Considerations
How wonderful! Friends Kathy and Michael came over and not only came up to a solution for Fio's backyard walkway problem, but also adjusted her sprinkler system. 🧡🧡🧡
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Other people talk about something they call "getting back to normal," but Fiorella's "normal" ended on January 2, 2019, when her husband died, again when her trees were cut down, and again when she was overrun with legal work, and again when she realized she should to sell the house, and a again when she realized that, because of the virus, she was all on her own in clearing everything out. There is no "normal" in her world. 😔
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The women marching for the right to vote were beaten and and tortured, sometimes even killed, but they persisted. Same for the MLK marchers. How many bodies will it take this time?😈
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Fio's been making a list of the active hate groups. So far, she has KKK, Boogaloo, Crazy White Boys, Proud Boys, and Aryan Boys Brotherhood. 😕
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The most frightening words you can hear from Fiorella's' lips are "I wonder if....," which means she's about to try something, usually a short cut. Sometimes her brainstorms work, sometimes they don't. Whatever, she'll have learned something.
Sunday, August 2, 2020
Walkway and Political Poetry
Nothing is ever simple, is it? Fiorella's plans for the backyard walkway are coming to a screeching halt because Fernando doesn't think he can make the final lap. At the same time, Blogger is threatening her with a new set-up that your non-electronic girl is afraid she won't be able to handle.
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Fio, who spouts out rhymes like a water fountain, came across one of her earlier poems and thought you might like to see it again:
America, hang your head in shame
Ethic cleansing is the name of the game--
Clear out the black, the yellow, the brown
Run gays and their kindred out of town
Ridicule the halt, the blind, the lame
And do unto those who sorrow the same
Jail the actors, the artists, the press
Silence the women and make them a jest
Reject the migrants or throw them in jail
Allow graft and cronyism to prevail
In short, go after anyone who
Doesn't talk or think or look like you--
An automaton of self-fed hate
Which no force on earth can alleviate
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Fio, who spouts out rhymes like a water fountain, came across one of her earlier poems and thought you might like to see it again:
America, hang your head in shame
Ethic cleansing is the name of the game--
Clear out the black, the yellow, the brown
Run gays and their kindred out of town
Ridicule the halt, the blind, the lame
And do unto those who sorrow the same
Jail the actors, the artists, the press
Silence the women and make them a jest
Reject the migrants or throw them in jail
Allow graft and cronyism to prevail
In short, go after anyone who
Doesn't talk or think or look like you--
An automaton of self-fed hate
Which no force on earth can alleviate
Saturday, August 1, 2020
Life Moves On
Fiorella just realized she designed the floor plan of her current home to echo the floor plan of of her family's house in Ohio when she was a child. Sweet memories 🧡
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Sonia Dog licks up every spill she makes--Fio wishes her kids had been that well-trained😒
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Until Husband died, Fiorella never realized how easy she had it with someone at her beck and call who understood the wiles of technology. On the other hand, your girl knew how to write checks and pay bills, a talent which Husband, coming from a wealthy family that had all their bills directed to the bank for payment, never quite grasped. 😔
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Looking back, Fio can't believe that, come rain, snow, or fog, she used to spend an hour on the interstate driving to her teaching job each morning and another hour driving home in the evening. During winter months, the mist was so thick that the only way she could stay on the road was to ride behind a big truck.😒
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Thank you, thank you, thank you to neighbor Michael who gave Fiorella half of his afternoon to check out her backyard walkway and print out Lolly's story 🧡
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Sonia Dog licks up every spill she makes--Fio wishes her kids had been that well-trained😒
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Until Husband died, Fiorella never realized how easy she had it with someone at her beck and call who understood the wiles of technology. On the other hand, your girl knew how to write checks and pay bills, a talent which Husband, coming from a wealthy family that had all their bills directed to the bank for payment, never quite grasped. 😔
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Looking back, Fio can't believe that, come rain, snow, or fog, she used to spend an hour on the interstate driving to her teaching job each morning and another hour driving home in the evening. During winter months, the mist was so thick that the only way she could stay on the road was to ride behind a big truck.😒
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Thank you, thank you, thank you to neighbor Michael who gave Fiorella half of his afternoon to check out her backyard walkway and print out Lolly's story 🧡
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