FIO ALMOST FORGOT ABOUT HER ENTERTAINMENT COMMITMENT SO HERE IS THE FIRST CHAPTER OF A ROMANCE SHE STARTED WRITING LONG AGO..... YEARS AGO

Moia drove into the the asphalt lot across the street from the yellow brick building and swung her six-year-old Toyota into a marked space.

Panic crawled up her spine.

It's just another audition, she told herself. You know the routine--you've been auditioning since you were a kid so it's big deal. You either get the part or you don't, and if you don't, there's always another audition around the corner.

But this wasn't Hollywood or New York--it was small-town Texas, and she wasn't a kid trying out for a role as somebody's  tag-along little sister. She was an adult, twenty-six years old, and this was the first day of a three-month trial for her to be herself, Moira Miranda Farrar, with no safety net whatever. The Bosque Bend Theater guild had signed her on to direct their upcoming production, and if she could pull it off, they'd keep her on permanently.

And if they didn't? No. that wasn't an option. She had  to keep this job. Everything depended her success, not only for her, but for her family, just as it had been since she was four years old when Gramp had discovered that she had a freakish memory and a gift for mimicry. With his disability stretched to the limit, she'd become the major support of their family......   

 

German: der Schauplatz  

You can figure that one out on your own!                        

YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT'S COMING......OR NOT!

 Not sure I've presented this "short" to you before, but it's good for a second run. I call it Diet.

Once upon a time there was a slender young woman, a good woman, who was married to the man of her dreams, but her best friend was fat and unmarried.

"If you lost some weight, your true nature would be revealed and you would be able to attract a husband as wonderful as mine," the slender young woman told her. "I will help you."

So, with the encouragement of her slender young friend, the fat woman dieted away one hundred pounds to become a devastating beauty. She was so devastating, in fact, that she was able to seduce her friend's husband, who left his wife for her.

"How could you do this to me, the young woman complained to her. formerly fat friend. "I have always been a good friend to you, and I was the one who helped you diet to reveal your true nature."

"Unfortunately for you," the formerly fat woman replied with a smile, "My true nature is evil."

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That's all for today. Fiorella is running short.

BIRTHDAY, QUESTIONS, FUNK, YEARNINGS, GERMAN

 HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, DARLING! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ANYONE ELSE OUT THERE WHO'S BIRTHDAY IS ON JULY 29!

Hmmm....do people all over the world celebrate birthdays or are there hidden caches of peoples that have never even thought of so doing? Eskimos maybe?  

Your Fio is in a funk. More and more, she wants to have a dog--a big one that cuddles up to her at night. She's also in a funk about her current art project which involves melding two photographs into one painting. And, of course, she's still on the lookout for a nearby friend to weep and giggle with. Any takers?

She'd also like to get some new clothes and shoes, a bit of a facelift, and a few other touch ups, but everything depends on transportation....

 Somewhere along the way, Fiorella also hopes someone will have the time to teach her how to use her new Lively so she can rescue the pictures she has taken with it and turn the best ones into paintings for sale--if anyone in Austin is still interested in local art.

Fio will give you a poem tomorrow, she promises!

German for the day: schnell:  fast    (the "c" is silent)

                                 langsam:  slow ( the two "a"s are pronounced like "ah" )

 

 

 

 

FOOD, FRIEND, CAT, PANDA, LOOKING BACK

 Today is Thursday so Fio and Friend Raquel and drove off to H-E-B to get your girl's groceries. Little did we know that when we got home and after we had put all the groceries away, we would hear a certain large white Persian cat protesting his incarnation in your girl's clothes closet, where apparently it had been dozing for the whole time Fiorela was gone. DO NOT ASK ME TO EXPLAIN!

Your girl has finally named the large Walmart Panda Bear that she bought last year to comfort her when she's lonely, especially at night, but actually, she'd prefer an even larger dog, like a Mastiff. A charming husband would also be nice.....hint, hint

Don't know about you, but Fio thinks the ice-cream wagons aren't what they used to be. For one thing, they're bigger and much more expensive. Also you can't get to know that cute driver who has in your class last year.

Oh--the Panda.....Fio has renamed her panda "Joe-joe". 

 

Essen is German for "food."

NOT AN INTERESTING DAY

 Fio's eyes went back to normal overnight, but this morning, your girl got bawled out by Daughter-in-law for something she had done at the breakfast table which she has yet to figure out. (Shredded Wheat is Fio's game if you're interested.)

Fiorella went back to her study to work on that family painting, the one that was was half-painted several years ago, but she ended up flipping her paint pallet because the situation was so hard to deal with.. (Your girl is still cleaning up after the pallet, but wondering if her rage to is some sort of message from from God.)

Your girl went back to her painting, of course--because what else is there for her to do? Red, yellow, and white--those are her blends  for most of she skin tones she encounters, but she'd like to work with darker ones some day too. She'd also like to be out snapping shots for outdoor scenes that she could turn into paintings, but you'll remember that she doesn't have any means of travel any more.

Also, Fio has been told that no one "snaps shots" anymore. 

WHAT ELSE IS FIORELLA SUPPOSED TO DO?

GERMAN: Fio thinks she's already given you the Dutsch word for artist, which is der Kunstler (with the "u" having sort of an R sound) .

Fiorella is so bored.........

 

 

  

 

WINKLING EYES

Your girl has some problems with her eyes tonight that makes them quiver and twinkle. Hoping all will be well tomorrow......

NOT THAT MUCH TO SAY TODAY, BUT YOUR GIRL MARCHES ON

 Fiorella the Great is floundering around a bit right now. She's been trying to unite two of her art pieces (personal paintings) into one, which is scary--and possibly disastrous. Will keep you informed.

 Actually, your girl is looking for all sorts of things to keep her busy. If only she had a car....or a horse....or a friendly giraffe....or just a nice lady from across the street. Remember, not even her pastor could find anyone willing to pick up anyone as far away as Fiorella.

Son L had a friend in the house today who seemed very interested in the painting your girl was working on so maybe he'll mention the subject to his wife and she'll put in a call Fio, although most of Fiorella's sales in the olden days were at organized fairs, which Fio has seen none of since Covid. (Wouldn't it be a shame if oil paintings and the like would be yawned out of being?)

When the weather gets a little cooler, Fiorella might set out her easel in the front yard like she's been threatening to do. 😊

German: If you hear anyone calling for dar Krankenhaus, he needs a hospital-- but a Kunstler is an artist, like Fiorella, poor thing....