Miercoles--that's the day today. As you can guess, Fiorella is trying to relearn the days of the week en espanol. If only she could get hold that sexy show she watched a couple of years ago when the heroine was left at the altar and ran out on the street and hitched a ride on a bus, her gorgeous gown spread out around her. Sound familiar to anyone?
Fio's thrill for the day was a ride to Lowes, where Son picked up something to protect the pipes and your girl bought two two boards to finish off the shelves in the parlor. Sadly, as it turned out, while Fiorella did get the boards, the only bathroom cabinet the story carried was not to her liking. Of course, knowing Fio, you know that means: she's going to design a cabinet herself.
Other things on Fiorella's list to improve her living quarters are getting matching knobs for all of her inherited furniture, lifting her bed off its rafters (?) and resettling it, and SOMEHOW enlarging her clothes closet. Any volunteers to help?
What do you do on a rainy day
When there's nothing else to do?
But make up ditties just like these
And throw them out at you
Milk, milk, milk
How I savor it
Smooth as silk
It's my favorite
Fio's preference any time
Is to turn a word into a rhyme
It takes her away from the world for a while,
Challenges her, and makes her smile
Help, help and save me--I'm in the clutch
Of a rhyming machine and its diabolical touch--
But enough is enough and too much is too much
So I'll leave you alone to yourself and such
P.S. You know of course, I'm copyrighted
So any copy must be cited 😀
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