Feelings

 WARNING! The Austin American Statesman has taken Fiorella's money but NOT given her the goods despite several attempts at complaints--and it will probably do the same to you.

Fio is not happy. Not only is she angry about her newspaper(s) and her doctor trying to get her to stick a nasty shot in herself, but also about not being able to proceed with the painting of her father-in-law that she's been working on lately. Anyone out there have some spare some acrilic "brown" or "yellow" in your garage?

DANG! Just when Fiorella's physical therapy seems to be showing results, she has to call into the shop and tell them she can't keep her appointment because she doesn't have a ride because Cheriot wasn't able to find a driver for her and Son L's car is in the shop. GRRRRR....

At last, a scrap of hope: Fio decided to work on that portrait of her late father-in-law that she's been biting her teeth over, and-- DRUM ROLL, PLEASE--not only did she find the needed brown and yellow tubes of acrylic on her back shelves, but in one concentrated hour, SHE FINISHED THE WHOLE PAINTING!

Congratulations, you say, then ask your girl what she'll paint next, but here's the rub: there aren't any neighborhood parks and the like for artists to advertise their talents in any more. It's all mass production these days.