NEW DAY!

 It's official--all that sneezing and snorting--Fiorella has a cold. No temperature, just a plain old-fashioned stupid, honk, honk cold. She thinks she got it from her granddaughter, who was laid low for a day with the same symptoms. Ah, well--it could be worse.

The big news is that Fio's nurse practitioner came by today, and your girl got tested in all sorts of things. Guess who had a hard time with math? Now you know why Fiorella studied the arts, music, languages, and linguistics instead.

Anyway, a throng of medical people is soon to descend on your girl to help her get back to pre-snow storm etc., form, and she will welcome them, every one.

Hoping Lolly's story will finally see the light of day because our girl has about five versions of it sitting in a pile in her studio. Of course, selling romances is different now that e-book rules the scene. And to think--Fiorella had finally lassoed a top-notch publisher. Oh well, what the heck--all's well that ends well, and your Fio intends to do just that.

Sonia Dog has Fiorella well trained. When Fio is about to lie down and watch TV in the evening, Doggie will leap up in front of her horizantally and won't relinquish her place until Fio provides her a treat. GRRRRRR!