From Baptism to Piano

 More treasures--Fiorella was sifting through the goodies brought in from her latest visit to the Pflugerville units and, on looking through her bounty, discovered her mother's baptismal certificate, painted and framed. Interestingly enough, Mom was baptized as Ileen rather than Eileen (which she lived by and swore by.) Did the pastor's secretary get it wrong, or did Mom decide at some point that Eileen had a classier ring to it?

Wow--memories of Fio's younger years! Pony tails are in fashion again so guess who dropped by the store yesterday to pick up a set of twisted plastic bands--black, auburn, brown, gold, white, and a snake design?

Yes, Fiorella has been weeping....with joy. It had been a bad day, and then she saw the little girls who were visiting Granddaughter wandering down the hall toward Fio's studio--even though B tried to get them to steer clear. However, instead of shooing the girls off, Fiorella stepped out of her bedroom and supervised the show--they would point to the pictures of Fio's various of friends and relatives, and she would tell them their relationship to her, which the little girls seemed interested in.  💗😁😁😁

Ho hum....Son sat down on the corner of Fiorella's ancient bed, the one that's survived about three generations, and cracked a big board that now hangs lower than the other ones. Fio can still sleep on the bed--or at least one side of it--but she's made it clear that Son is the one who has to get it repaired.

Your girl has pretty much gotten her bedroom and studio in place and she should have have the parlor habitable in about a week, although who knows when the piano can be moved in--or if it will still be working. Whatever, be assured that FIORELLA WILL HAVE A PIANO!