WHEW! Fiorella had a horrible time yesterday afternoon. She thought she'd lost her colorful little purse which contains the basics of her life, and in this case, also had a nice check in it so she called H-E-B, where she'd shopped for groceries earlier in the day, called her driver to be sure she hadn't left the purse in her car, went through her bedroom and salon, and prayed and prayed and prayed.
By nighttime, she was silently hysterical, but suddenly Son L, appeared on the scene and directed her to the little curio room that she had put together a while back for her mother's (and grandmother's) collections, but never for groceries...or a colorful little purse.
WHOOPEE! Your girl turned from hysterical to ecstatic and was able to sleep a good night, although in day's early light, she still feels a little embarrassed because that curio room was in sight the whole time that she was lugging the groceries into the salon (where she has a mini-fridge.)
But enough for Fio's foibles--how are you doing with das Deutsch?
OOOPS--a day behind......
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