Closer and Closer to Halloween

Fio had her eyes-ears-nose-throat check up today and, interesting enough, she recognized the place as the same one that she had patronized twenty years ago--except that now it was being run at a snail's pace--  even though Son L had explained the time crunch he was in. Your girl, who was alone in a cubicle by then, was somewhat perplexed too because when she had originally called about the check up, the person on the end of the line had emphasized the importance of her and her Son being not even a tiny bit late.. 

The good news is that your girl got a couple of drugstore prescriptions to keep her throat clear, which is exactly what she wanted. However, she didn't also want to hear that she'd have to make an appointment with a skin specialist to treat a small bump on her cheek which she thought that anyone with a medical degree could handle. Hey--what happened to the old fashioned family doctor, the one who came by the house lugging a big leather bag that treated everything and all?

Dang that kitchen scale! Fiorella has gained weight--but what did she expect with the way she'd been eating? And it hasn't helped a bit that the stove isn't working correctly so she has had to replace salmon with chocolate! 😋

Did you know that way back in your girl's day, mothers would make their children's Halloween costumes themselves? The computer might not have been invented yet, but the sewing machine had!

Hooray! Today, Fiorella picked up the names of three different stores that could run off her Christmas cards or anything else she decides to duplicate like  Christmas cards, musical compositions, drawings, etc. Sigh....  Her only problem would be--as usual--transportation.  Anyone want to volunteer?