Hey, hey, ho, ho! Fiorella's pastor payed her a visit today so he could give her the good news personally--that he's found someone in the congregation who is willing to drive your girl to church! Whoopee! Now to figure out what to wear, which might be difficult because after four years of living mostly behind closed doors, she doesn't have much of a wardrobe. Fear of Covid and lack of transportation takes the blame.

Never the less, Fio is rarin' to go, although she knows there will be some sad moments when she looks around and doesn't see her all her cohorts of yore. Luckily, the same pastor is still in the pulpit and the hymns never change.....and if they don't, your girl can test her fading sight-reading skills.

Something's wrong with Capital One. Fiorella keeps sending them money and all they do is ask for more.... 

If you're wondering about the super-large painting that Fio is laboring over, be assured that it moving on well (at last) and she has finally coming through with a good picture of her elder son--when he was about twelve.  Next in line will be baby girl.

German: Arbiet......the work

               Arbieter.....worker