Dr. Oz says that using olive oil lowers chances of a premature death. Does that mean Fio's fingernails, which she daily dips in olive oil, will live longer?
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Fio thinks Trump's ideal world is one in which the men make loads of money and the women pose for nude photos. Notice that he hasn't blown up about those pictures of his wife. Fio suspects he may have released them himself to show her off--sort of a yada-yada-ya-ya, look what I have and you don't. Perhaps he thought they'd bring in more votes.
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Fio used to watch The Little People until the Matt went meglomaniacal and all the right wing crazy stuff came out. She watches The Little Couple now, and hopes Bill Klein and Jen Arnold aren't as fake as the Roloffs turned out to be. And then there are the Duggars, but that's a bigger story--pun intended.
Showing posts with label olive oil. Show all posts
Showing posts with label olive oil. Show all posts
Monday, August 8, 2016
Oz, Trump, Dwarfs and Duggars
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Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Olive Oil, Sonia Dog, Kinkaid House
Ah, the joys of olive oil. Husband uses it when he cooks and Fio sprays it on her nails.
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Fio left her laptop open on the couch yesterday, and when she returned to it, she found Sonia, sound asleep, her big mastiff head resting across the keyboard. Fio would have gotten a snapshot of the scene if only she knew how to work her cellphone camera. Remember, Fio is a Luddite.
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The divine Liza, Fiorella's literary agent, sent Fio a nice email yesterday to catch her up on what was happening with Kinkaid House, which is making the rounds of the publishing houses. No one's grabbed it, but no new turn-downs since Ballantine a couple of months ago. That leaves some biggies and a couple of smallies to go. Wish Fio well.
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Fio left her laptop open on the couch yesterday, and when she returned to it, she found Sonia, sound asleep, her big mastiff head resting across the keyboard. Fio would have gotten a snapshot of the scene if only she knew how to work her cellphone camera. Remember, Fio is a Luddite.
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The divine Liza, Fiorella's literary agent, sent Fio a nice email yesterday to catch her up on what was happening with Kinkaid House, which is making the rounds of the publishing houses. No one's grabbed it, but no new turn-downs since Ballantine a couple of months ago. That leaves some biggies and a couple of smallies to go. Wish Fio well.
Labels:
Kinkiad House,
Liza Dawson,
mastiff,
olive oil
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