Once again, Fio is working on her salon/studio/study/ trying to get her paints and papers in order, and at the same, hang worthy paintings and post worthy poems, short stories, and whatever. She'll probably stick in some photos too, if she can figure how put them on FaceBook.
It was nice to visit with the members of the local family tree today, but your girl hopes that sometime all of us will gather together again. 💕
Senior son has asked me to mail Austin Grandpa's cane to him for remembrance, which Fiorella will do, but she's symyd about how to wrap the dang thing....and to wrap it.
Yes, Fio is a clothes horse. She's wearing a gray and white shirt, gray slacks, gray shoes, silver earrings, and a silver watch. BEAT THAT!
Fiorella was looking through some of my papers from when she was a teacher and found Benjamin L, who, long ago, had complained to her boss for turning him out of her class because he had missed three days in a row, as per your girl's syllabus. Benjamin called Fio a "f...ing bitch and reported all to her superior.
By that time, she felt a little sympathetic to B and tried to talk to hm, but he evaded Fio, and when Fiorella did finally get in touch with him, he became arrogant. Everything went deeper and deeper, with B even saying my superiors had reinstated him, but a quick call to my boss (who had been following the show), said this wasn't true.
Actually, if B had apologized, Fiorella probably would have given him another chance-- if he cleaned up his act, but such was not to be. Poor kid--Fio wonders where he is now.
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