COMPLICATIONS

 

WILL SEE YOU TOMORROW--YESTERDAY, FIO FORGOT, AND TODAY HAS BEEN TOO COMPLICATED!

Fiorella has been forced onto this page, which irritates her because she had a good start on a new page for the afternoon and lost it when she tried to look back at what she had last written. BEWARE! 

Anyway, the latest news is that Fiorella has almost finished that portrait of an girl from India that she started years ago, but she was working so intensely that she lost track of what time it was....and thought it was still morning.

George, the cat who loves your girl, has escaped to Fiorella's bedroom to avoid the kitchen, where Son L and his wife are tearing apart some kind of crate they've brought into the house. (Don't tell them, but Fio is hiding too. Oops--there went the sound of a buzz saw....)

 Brother and Fio were talking the other day about the after-school specialty teachers that their mother had arranged for them when they lived in Waco--music and art, of course: Mrs. Sykes for the former and Mrs. Fischer for the latter. Anyone else out there remember them? Do individuals teach in their homes anymore?

German: "The man" is "Der Mann." and you should be able to pronounce it by now.