Here is your girl, pondering the shirt that she chose to wear for the day---one of her her father's high school sport shirts, Osceola Mills,which was the name of his home town and, of course, of the teams he played in. Now your Fio wears it proudly, although she has no talent for sport. Fiorella was born to her mother's games, and they have also served her well.
Oops, just got a call from a physical therapist about a health call tomorrow. Assuming it is legit, Son and wife will be back at the house by then. Meanwhile, George, the big white semi-spotted cat, has established itself as your girl's guardian. MRRRROOOOOOWWWWWWWWW!
Fio is slowly cleaning up her bedroom and art salon. We'll see what happens. Christmas is usually her best time of year.
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