To me, few things are more satisfying than peeling a hard-boiled egg or ironing cotton pillowcases. Squeezing a thawed banana out of its skin is one of those things. I save our over-ripe bananas in the freezer in big zippie bags, and when I have about 20, I plan for an afternoon of baking banana bread. Snip off one end of the black and gooshy banana and give it a squeeze. Am I right? Isn’t it nice?
Oh, the whitewashing thing? I try to get people to help me peel eggs, iron pillowcases, and squeeze slimy cold bananas, by telling them how satisfying it is. It worked for Tom Sawyer, so why doesn’t it work for me?
About Ginny O'Donnell
After reading a really nice obituary a few years ago, I considered what they'll write about me. "She worked all day, then went home and made supper." Except now, my husband has retired, so he makes the supper. Hm. I sound kinda lazy, but I'm always busy. You'll see.
Part 2: I like my original About Me, so I'm keeping it intact. But now I, too, am footloose. Let's see what happens next, shall we?
Part 3: Just to keep everything in perspective, I'm keeping parts 1 and 2 intact. Now, I am actively and happily NOT so footloose, doing my thing over at Cottage Door Press. And with it being off its training wheels, I will pick up my ginnygram pen again. Love!
ginnygram 
Miss Ginny, we’ve been on to you for years. Tom solved his fence problem by wrapping it in an attractive package. Your pretty package is usually accompanied by good friends, cocktails, and a warm piece of banana bread. Squeezing the bananas is a fair price to pay for a good time with the ODs.