Fiorella awoke in the middle of the night, pondered her situation, and decided to become more assertive, then started making a list of the things she needed to have or wanted to do, like get a camera to take pictures she could turn into paintings, like somehow making a trip to a jewelry store to replace her missing gold necklace. She also emailed a message to Daughter that she needed new underwear, pulled the lovely blue coverlet off her bed and replaced it with a plain white sheet because the former had some kind of tiny twinkles in it that tantalized your girl's carpal tunnel.
In the meantime, as usual, Soapdish was on the television--Fio is enamored by the show and plays it at least three times a day as her background music. Not that your girl has ever been in a movie or won an Oscar, but in her heyday, as she's told you, she was in quite a number of local theater productions.
What set your girl off this time? Strangely enough, it was that she was so utterly crushed by the negligence of the local Senior Activity Center. After crying for two days, although she didn't have any tears left, her knife has been honed sharp and when it comes, she's ready for battle!
Ah, if only Fiorella had a Guy or Girl Friday who tended to all her wants. But her kids are human....and so is Fio.
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