Welcome to August! It was getting stuffy inside the house so Fiorella opened the front door--and it was even warmer outside. Nothing to do but step back in and turn her floor fan up to full volume. September, you can't come soon enough!
Hey, hey, hey! Thanks to the efforts of Son L and Austin's In Home Counseling Service, Fiorella has a friend now--someone she can actually talk to--and they've already started talking about UT and Uvalde. For background, your girl referred her new friend to the Fiorella pages which she devoted to the twin massacres.
It was a busy day--the knee lady also dropped by and checked out Fio's left leg, which seems to be doing well. Hey, hey--maybe that means your girl will be able to throw away her cane next time around!
Fiorella still has limoge on her mind, but unfortunately, no knowledgeable genie has appeared out of the mist to tell her how to peddle her pretties. Oh well--maybe next year.
Tomorrow is the day that Manchula, an Indian lady, will be picking Fio up for a ride to her heart appointment a la Chariot, and you can bet that her first words to her will be namastee, which Fio may have misspelled but still remembers how to pronounce.
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