Fiorella is on the move. Yesterday, she arranged for someone to come look at her closet in hopes of renovating it, and today, she spent the whole day working on getting a painting of hers (the one of Husband as a child that had fallen off the wall about three months ago) back into its proper place--and yah, it took that long to come up with a workable solution because the portrait had been transferred into about five different households through the years, making it difficult to use the usual methods of hanging a frame.
Believe it or not, your girl has lost a some weight and is having to roll the top of her jeans and slacks over so they don't embarrass her in public by slipping down to her ankles. Hello, shopping trip!
Fiorella has just composed a new and more informative page to keep track of her numerous prescriptions, Hmm...maybe she should copyright it.
If you're wondering, yes, Fio is still in mourning for Sonja Dog--it's always a surprise to her when she wakes up each morning and Doggie isn't sleeping by her side. And yes, during the day, your girl keeps looking around to keep tabs on her baby who isn't thereš¢
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