You saw how hot it was on the Tuesday afternoon drive through the city.
Well, it was crazy hot all weekend in Indiana, too. This is the thermometer on our kitchen porch. And this is the egg that my friend Maria (yes, a grownup) tried to fry on the blacktop. It didn’t actually fry, because — dur — we forgot the butter.
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!
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Grown up here, You were right Ms Ginny!!! We should have used butter, just have to drive out there again AND try again;D
I had to know if it would FRY!!!! Had to know I tell ya;)