Snippets Of Real Life

All hail to nurses because Fiorella isn't cut out for it. First of all, she doesn't have the build, so thank goodness that Minnesota son came down to Texas to help. Six-three and and solid, he could provide a lot more ballast than Fio could when walking Husband down the stairs. Second, Fio will admit that she doesn't has the temperament for nursing. She's sympathetic, but impatient.
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Fio, who was clocking at 82 mph in the fast lane, was passed in a New York second by a line of cars in the next lane over who quickly disappeared in the distance. It was a Flash pass.
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When you need refueling, there's nothing like having lunch with a good friend, one who's stuck with you through thick and thin, who knows everything there is to know about you. Thank you, Paula Marks. You're my lifeline.

Overloaded

Off to a book signing this morning, then will have lunch with nephew Aaron and his lovely bride.  Then will come home and study the information Allstate FINALLY sent to me.  Will I ever have time to write again?

In the Company of Laughing Women

Fiorella is a lady who lunches--and laughs and laughs and laughs.  There is nothing like meeting up with a friend at Dan's or Starbuck's or La  Madeleine or wherever and talking over each other's lives. Laughter is a release.  It keeps Fio sane.  Or at least as near to sane as Fio ever gets.