Rattled and Revived

 OMG, there is nothing like a coronavirus to make Fiorella lose track of time. Is it really Sunday again? The day when the funnies are printed in color and Fio washes her hair? 

Whatever, it should be a good day. Son's cousin-in-law is coming over to check out the balcony, the current bane of your girl's life. Why, O why, did Fiorella insist on a balcony? On the other hand, while Husband and your girl rarely went out on it, Sonia Dog has loved basking out there in the early morning.

Fio and Son made a trip to Mazda yesterday to talk to Lutheran Bob about trading in her two ancient cars for a new slightly-used one. It was nice to make contact with old friends and to see that the company was still flourishing, and it was even greater to have Son with her. Fiorella may be a linguist, but Son is the one who speaks Automobile-eese.

The dang phone circuit has been muttering low battery, low battery every half hour ever since yesterday. Hmm...the car batteries went dead yesterday too. Is Fio sensing a pattern?

BREAKING NEWS--at least to Fiorella: Ohio has no natural lakes. And to think, your girl's mother grew up canoeing and ice-skating on the lakes and never knew they were man-made.

Ladies, why are we determined to look like every other woman on the block, which, right now, means we're all sprouting at least a yard of hair, most of it imported by in bales from places across the sea? 

Whoopee! Fio is happy to have sold off her baby car to someone who loves Miatas, and also glad that the Mercedes, Husband's pride and joy, will be traded in on a semi-new Mazda this new week. The only problem is that Fio doesn't have any transportation in the meantime and her shelves are verging on empty.

The Realtor wants Fio to get the mailbox replaced, but it suddenly dawned on your girl that maybe she could do the job herself--just knock off the crusted paint and add to the side of the box to keep it from sliding. Now, if she can find her favorite hammer....

With all the workmen around lately, Sonia Dog has been having a wonderful time.  On the other hand, if anyone made a menacing move toward Fio, Doggie would have taken them to the ground. Mastiffs are like that.

Looking forward to Daughter dropping over tomorrow evening. The more, the merrier!