Maybe it's leftover sorrow for Hariadene, but your girl had a horrible day today. First of all, she noticed that a pill that she is NOT supposed to take was listed on her nurse's most recent instruction sheet. Then, she couldn't find her collection of half-sized tablets to prove to the nurse what she was talking about. Ah, well--everything turned out OK, but you can bet that your girl is going to be looking at those pill bottles more carefully from now on.
Fiorella has hit a stone wall as far as new eye glasses go--which is really a doubled number because she's now wearing glasses two times back from when she bought her last ones. For the best part, the lenses are OK because all Fio does is watch TV and write, none of which are activities demanding much eyesight.
Don't tell anyone, but your girl, who's sort of lonely, is mulling over the idea of buying a big stuffed doggy to give her comfort at night. The large Persian cat that wonders around the house would probably like snuggling down with it too, which would make us a threesome
Fio is patiently waiting for Son L to give the sign to take down our Christmas regalia, and, of course, she wants to be on site when her own special decorations bite the dust because there's always next year!
OHHHHHHHHHH, a letter from my friend in England, and she has the same wicked sense of humor that Fiorella has! What's she doing now? BUYING A HOUSE? This is going to be good! With her permission, your girl might even copy down some of the best episodes. (Warning: buying a house in England is very different from buying a house in Texas!)
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