Dang--Fiorella's knee doctor says she should sit upright at a desk when she writes her blog--or anything--instead of lolling around on her bed. He's also is going to be putting her through a month of training.
Fio scraped her bad knee on a license plate when she hobbled outside to pick up the newspaper this morning, which, of course, wasn't there. Don't understand how the American Statesman stays in business,
If she had the nerve, your girl would sign up for another facelift. The one she had ten (?) years ago is still holding, but it was only a partial. This time, she'd go for the forehead too 😁.
Fiorella is trying to get her soprano voice back into shape again by singing along to one of her favorite little piano pieces, "Bill Grogan's Goat." Believe it or not, it works, but don't expect any of her opera pieces to be sacrificed to the experiment. (She's saving them for her granddaughter💗.)
Complete change of subject--what the heck is going on in Trump Land? Don't know about you, but Fio can't wait to find out what impelled the Department of Justice to stage the raid!!!
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