How can a body manufacture so much mucus? Fio can hardly wait to get on a scale again and see how many pounds she's lost. The Kleenex stock must be riding high these days.
O M G ! Covid strikes again--it just dawned on Fiorella that she was so involved in getting her Covid shots that she forgot all about getting a flue shot. Oh well, only about a week to go--snort sniff, a-a-a-CHOO!
Despite everything, your girl is determined to walk up to the community mail box this afternoon, drop her bills in the slot, and maybe even make a little light conversation with anyone coming by. She needs the exercise and....she'll admit it: she wants to show off her cute outfit.
You can tell it's fall because the branches of the tree in front of your girl's long bedroom window keep slapping against it, which, of course, excites the big, white cat enough that he/she makes a leap for it. (Fio does not give the cat a sexual identity because (1) it's fixed, (2) although "it" was once a cat, it acts more like Fiorella's still-mourned Sonja Dog, and (3) it is of special solace to yours truly.
HEY! FIORELLA HAS ACTUALLY LOST WEIGHT, more than five pounds, which is of no wonder with all the snorting and heaving that the flue has put her through. Now, as she rides the recovery road, let's see if she can keep it off.
Six little pumpkins sitting in a row
And when the house is dark, where do they go?
Rolling through the house to see each other's face
And who will be the winner of the pumpkin race
(Fio lined up six small pumpkins in the family's front hall, then wondered about them....)
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