DANG! The beautiful Japanese wood-cut print that Fiorella sent to Son K a couple of weeks ago didn't reach him and Fio can't remember if it was insured. Let's hope he can trace the print from his end.
Hooray, hooray! More 2020 tax information! Your girl was able to contact three of the places she donated to in 2020, and she left a message for her church, which reminded her that she took a ton of clothes and the likes to Goodwill back then.
Hey, hey--when Fiorella went outside to walk the mail up the street, she ran into her next-door neighbor, Lisa. and had a great time talking with her. Lisa and her wife are also artists so Fio wants to see their work and--let's face it--show off her own.
Son L brought home fried chicken this evening, which your girl hasn't had in ages and will probably pay for--fried food is not good for her digestion--but neither is chocolate, and it hasn't killed her yet.
Fio started what she thought would be on editing the long lost Lolly today, and, of course, she's rewriting it even from the first page on. Wish Lolly on. She's spent way too much time in the back of the cupboard.
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment