Because Fio's birthday was last week and Daughter's birthday is next week, they combined their celebrations and met at Central Market in Austin. That way, Fio didn't have to drive too far from Georgetown and Son and his family didn't have to drive too far from their home near Bastrop. The party lasted about two hours, so it's safe to say that a good time was had by all, but Fio was especially thrilled that, when she got to hold Baby, Barbara made a grab for Fio's nose, sucked on Fio's finger, and pulled an earring out of Fio's earlobe.
A special treat was that Daughter stayed at the table for a while after Son and family left, and she and Fio had a searching talk. Fio is still glowing with pride about the thoughtful, straight-seeing, compassionate young woman that Daughter has become.
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Friday, February 22, 2013
The Life of Leisure
Fiorella had an interesting day yesterday. You know what that means--hell on wheels. She left about 9:30 in the morning to drive to a nearby shopping center to 1) get copies made of some family photos, and 2) buy new towels for the master bathroom, and 3) replenish the dog treats, then drove into Austin to 1) confront her neurologist's office about her folder being lost, 2) visit a friend who's recovering from hip surgery, 3) have lunch with Friend Paula, and 4) pick up produce at Central Market. When she reached Georgetown, she returned to the shopping center because she'd suddenly realized she hadn't bought any hand towels--turned out there weren't any to match the other towels she'd bought so she had to mix and match. Reached home just before four and sent the next hour unloading, calming the hysterical dogs, catching up with emails and telephone calls.
After husband came home--and after he and Fio took out the garbage--she headed off to Friend Suzy's house in Sun City, thinking it would be easy to find. Wrongo! Sun City is not laid out on a grid, but in pods, and the only reason Fio finally found Suzy's house was that a nice lady who was taking out her garbage (can't go wrong with someone who is taking out garbage) hopped in her car and showed Fio the way. Meanwhile it was getting darker and darker, and, as it turned out, Suzy was not at home. Fio slipped the manuscript her friend had generously agreed to review behind a stone rabbit on her porch, then tried to find her own way out of the pod monster.
After twice around Suzy's loop, Fio found a way out, then turned onto any street that seemed to be well-traveled, but when the street got too dark, she knew she'd turned wrong and went back to a gas station-convenience store combination where a nice young man with a boom-box car (what was he doing in Sun City?) pointed her in the right direction. She arrived home about eight, an hour later than she'd promised.
Suzy called ten minutes later--she'd had a similar day and had been late getting home, but she found the manuscript so all is well. All is well.
After husband came home--and after he and Fio took out the garbage--she headed off to Friend Suzy's house in Sun City, thinking it would be easy to find. Wrongo! Sun City is not laid out on a grid, but in pods, and the only reason Fio finally found Suzy's house was that a nice lady who was taking out her garbage (can't go wrong with someone who is taking out garbage) hopped in her car and showed Fio the way. Meanwhile it was getting darker and darker, and, as it turned out, Suzy was not at home. Fio slipped the manuscript her friend had generously agreed to review behind a stone rabbit on her porch, then tried to find her own way out of the pod monster.
After twice around Suzy's loop, Fio found a way out, then turned onto any street that seemed to be well-traveled, but when the street got too dark, she knew she'd turned wrong and went back to a gas station-convenience store combination where a nice young man with a boom-box car (what was he doing in Sun City?) pointed her in the right direction. She arrived home about eight, an hour later than she'd promised.
Suzy called ten minutes later--she'd had a similar day and had been late getting home, but she found the manuscript so all is well. All is well.
Thursday, February 14, 2013
Happy Hear1
I know--Fio's running late. She didn't wake up till eight, then had the dogs to take care of and a bunch of Jacquie Lawson cards to send to friends and relatives (and actually, still more to go when she finishes this blog). Next will come reading the paper while she eats breakfast--Fio is a multi-tasker--and working on Honeysuckle Dreams, a title she has come to hate.
After that, she'll drive into Austin to meet with Friend Paula at Dan's, shop for dinner at Central Market, and rush home to throw herself into a thousand and one other projects. Laundry and the Golden Heart judging are most pressing, but she also needs to work through the three layers of stuff that has taken up residence on her dining room table: the framing of Son's painting, the completion of the photo album from her August anniversary celebration, and her proposed new design for the north planting bed. Then there's the stack of her own paintings on her upstairs art table that she's wanted to touch up for about a year. And in her spare time, she needs to take down more of the cedar on the edge of the driveway, and maybe even get in touch with Friend Deborah to get her highlights renewed. And has she mentioned her idea for rearranging the den?
Oops, it's 10:00 already and Fio has to leave at 10:30. Just enough time to wish you, each and every one HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!
After that, she'll drive into Austin to meet with Friend Paula at Dan's, shop for dinner at Central Market, and rush home to throw herself into a thousand and one other projects. Laundry and the Golden Heart judging are most pressing, but she also needs to work through the three layers of stuff that has taken up residence on her dining room table: the framing of Son's painting, the completion of the photo album from her August anniversary celebration, and her proposed new design for the north planting bed. Then there's the stack of her own paintings on her upstairs art table that she's wanted to touch up for about a year. And in her spare time, she needs to take down more of the cedar on the edge of the driveway, and maybe even get in touch with Friend Deborah to get her highlights renewed. And has she mentioned her idea for rearranging the den?
Oops, it's 10:00 already and Fio has to leave at 10:30. Just enough time to wish you, each and every one HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!
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