Saturday, January 7, 2023

ON AND ON AND ON.....

Oops! On opening her envelope from England, Fio assumed that the hilarious first paragraph about the  difficulties of buying a new house during Christmastide had been written by her friend (who is quite adept about turning a joke herself) but then your girl recognized the uproariously hand of her friend's husband, a cleric with more than one talent, and she laughed with good will.  MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL!

If you walk by Fiorella's room and notice a large-sized animal lounging on her bed, don't call the police.  After Christmas, she hitched a ride down to Walmart and bought herself a leftover stuffed animal to cuddle with at night. Actually, she'd hoped to score a Mastiff-sized dog like her long-gone Sonia, but Walmart was out of fake doggies so she ended up with a smiling polar bear instead.

Another "oops"--it looks like Fiorella's once-a-week nurses are differing in which pills she should be taking and when. (Am writing this so you can present it as evidence if something goes wrong 😕.)

With Thanksgiving, Christmas, and the New Year already under our belts this year, it's only a matter of time till Valentine's Day rolls around, and you know what happens then--at least in Fio's world--your girl  hauls out her art supplies and drives not only herself, but everyone in the household--and maybe the world--crazy as she works out a theme card. Be on the lookout!

Fiorella is quite pleased that the neighborhood kids recognize who she is now and will even talk to her. Now if she can just get the adults to do the same....

Your girl MUST FIND another movie to lull herself to sleep at night. She's watched Soap Dish at least fifty times, but it's the only show she's found that makes her laugh and laugh and laugh.

Has Fio told you that she wants to buy a couple of dresses? There are probably some in a box somewhere that hasn't been opened from the move yet, but she'd like to get some now. A girl can only live in jeans so long before feeling like she should be out in the garage greasing tires (or whatever one does to tires).

 





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