Retrospect

 

Fiorella is happy to announce that she had a good day. In the morning, she worked on her studio, and in the afternoon, she and Daughter went shopping for new outfits to refurbish Fio's wardrobe--something that hasn't been done since Husband died. Along the way, your girl picked up an old-fashioned coloring book for Granddaughter, and, when they got back to Daughter's house, Fio luxuriated in her weekly tub bath. 

You will remember that Fio can't bathe at home because that stupid cranky knee won't allow your girl use any kid of tub but a ridged Soaker.

Somewhere along the line, Fiorella hopes to be able to run off the last couple of years of her blog---which, please God, are still in her computer. What with everything going on, she didn't print out her yearly meanderings as she should have. 

Fio almost forgot to tell you about her experience in a local fitting room, where Daughter was trying slacks and tops on your girl. There was a rustling in the next "booth" and a half-weeping female voice said she had been listening to us the whole time and was touched by our relationship, the way we obviously enjoyed and cared for each other. Of course, that brought your girl to tears herself.

Fiorella forgot to mention that she lent a sharp eye to assembling the jigsaw puzzle that was on Daughter's kitchen table. Remember, always look for the straight-edged pieces first, then fill in the middle.