Oh, for the days when Fiorella could leap into her Miata and drive anywhere she wanted to at any time she wanted to, but now that she doesn't drive at all and if she wants/needs to get somewhere, she has to make travel arrangements with (1) her kids, (2) her former maid, (3) or Cheriot, all of which usually require several days notice. Thus, your girl spends most of her time curled up on her bed with a big, fluffy house cat by her side and watches old TV shows such as SoapDish, Unfinished Sky, and Are You Being Served?
What to do? What to do? Fio is trying to figure out how to use the local transportation system to her advantage, but she can't find the explanatory pages!
Whaddayaknow!--Fiorella wandered out into the yard this morning and found a NEWSPAPER, A REAL LIVE NEWSPAPER! Is her luck turning?
Your girl's stomach has been churning ever since she returned home from her physical therapy session and she wondered if it was from the session or her sorrow at the passing of Queen Elizabeth--then realized the culprit was the half-a-package of sugar cookies she'd downed just before setting off. 😋
It warms Fio's heart when she hears Son L reading a children's book--with every character having a different voice--to his five-year-old and her visiting friend.
AAAACK--just realized this blog didn't post yesterday!
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