Fio doesn't know about you, but she's getting tired of the Mar-a-lago scandal. No more suppositions and conjectures, please. All she wants to know about is (1) the bald truth and (2) Trump's ouster to somewhere like--well--Russia.
Changing the subject, please wish your girl well in her upcoming home check-up on her knee surgery--and she'll need all the support she can get because, as you remember, she's no good when it comes to anything athletic.
Fiorella enjoys the stray outbursts that she hears from the other side of the hall--like Son L volunteering to help his daughter get ready for bed, then saying, "No wonder you can't get your bathrobe on--it's upside down!" πππ
Your girl has somehow blanked out her g-mail so if you have an urgent message for her, try the phone. That's the black thing that you have to hold in your hand.
Oh, great! Fio has taken down all her little notes with her friend's names, etc., on them from the wall and alphabetized them, but now she can't find the little tablet she was going to put them in!
There seems to be a lot of talk on TV about fraternities and sororities right now as if they are necessary to a meaningful college education, but Fiorella will tell you that she and her brother have done quite well for themselves without either of them. Brother is a lawyer and, as you know, Fio holds a PhD....and actually, on her final graduation, was asked to teach at UT (which, because she was tired of school, she refused, dang it!)
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