If you're ever in a knife fight with Fiorella, you would win--and so would anyone else--because your girl can't deal with blood, be it living or dead. Needless to say, when the time came for her to choose a career, she was not drawn (😁) to anything even half-way resembling the medical world.
The above was just to get your attention. Needless to say, most of Fio's time is spent preparing for Christmas, like matching up her upper salon window with the lonely candelabra which she had brought from her former residence. (It was love at first sight!)
At present, your girl is struggling with a reworking of one of her own Christmas cards--the one with a song in it, if you remember. Being a show-off, Fio'll give you the verse later on, but you'll have to be able to read music to get the whole. (In the meantime, she'll lure you with the verses:
Today, I sing a happy song/Today, I sing a song of joy/Praise to God/God is good/God has given me a baby boy////////////Today we sing a song of peace/ Today we sing a song of love/Praise to God/Praise to god, God be praised in heaven above.
The message is somewhat repetitive, but your girl doesn't mind hearing it again and again. In fact, she hopes the whole world hears it! And that YOU start making your own cards too!
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