Yo, ho, ho....Fio is back here again, and she's gotten some nice words about her leftover Christmas cards from another antique teacher who lives down the street. Now, if your girl can just pull together those other three card types she's worked her wonders on😁
Practicing talking is also a must-do for Fiorella. It's so embarrassing when she, who was born a chatterbox twice over, can't remember a word that's just on the tip of her tongue....but stays there. Unfortunately, that's what happens when a person is alone for a long time or is deliberately hushed for some reason. Fiorella's thinks her problem started when her husband became sick and she had no one to talk to on a regular basis. (They lived on forested acreage at the time.)
Whatever, Fio keeps on going, but she wishes the "going" were a little easier and she could still drive. Anyone wanting to be your girl's chauffeur?
That's all Fiorella can think of to say right now so sleep well and have a good tomorrow!
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