Happy December! Fiorella will now swing into full gear--decorations, cards, gifts, etc., on top of everything else she is doing, like rescuing her remaining belongings from Pflugerville, which is still high on her list. Son L says we will be bringing the piano to its new home on Saturday, and Fio is thrilled, but on tenterhooks--what if it's been damaged?
Everyone in the house has a cold right now. At least we assume it's just a cold--sniffling, tiredness, etc. Nobody has a fever, though. Hope that means something.
It's been a hard day so far, and your girl has been clutching to her bosom the wooden frame that holds the gold medal that is hanging from a blue ribbon, the one that her mother was awarded for winning the Summit County Elementary School spelling contest in1937. Wonder if, in the far future, one of Fio's descendants will clutch some of Fiorella's awards to her bosom for strength....
Hooray! Fio's other traveling nurse visited, this afternoon, the one who's trying to get your girl back on track with the rest of the world, and the good news is that Fiorella has been progressing from appointment to appointment and will soon be considered up to date. Apparently, nearly freezing to death clogs your brain for a while afterwards, but therapy can redeem you.
Happy December to all, and to all a good month!💗
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