Category Archives: The Franchesca Diaries
A Sunny Spring Day
A Little Bit Giddy
A Spoonful of Soap
Chilly in the Hills
Day 2, Tuesday, 8:53 PM
My first full day in Riverblossom Hills is almost over, and I have this to say: I am freezing my patootie off. Yesterday was nice and warmish, but this morning was chilly and winter-like (minus the snow, thank goodness). What gives? It’s supposed to be spring! Our pond even froze over — much to the delight of the fishes, I’m sure, since they’ve managed to escape Uncle Elvis’s fishing hook for one more day.
But why am I babbling on and on about the weather? Yawnnn. Instead, I’ll tell you all about…my completely uneventful day.
Wait, don’t run off! I was kidding. My day was actually very exciting. Adventurous. Magically delicious. No, really.
Movin’ In and Takin’ Over
Hey, look! A blog! You guys don’t mind if I post here, do you? I know it’s called “Greetings from Mt. Geneva” or whatever, but I’m sure that Jen person won’t care if I take over once in awhile. I’m not calling my part of it “Greetings from Riverblossom Hills”, though. That’s just…clunky. So I’ll go with “The Franchesca Diaries”. Even though my name is actually Hortensia. Just kidding. It’s Franchesca. (Thank god.)
So why am I posting here? Well…I don’t mean to sound lame, but…I needed someone to talk to. We just moved to this town, and I don’t know anyone yet. Not that I know you guys. But this is the internet, I can just blab to the void and maybe someone, somewhere will listen. Right? It sure beats those private paper diaries, anyway. Paper diaries are for weenies (such as my brother — my brother is a MAJOR weenie [I hope you’re reading this, Rico! *noogie*]).