Ola mis amigos! Here we are on our fancy group blog--good times! I was thinking of you guys and hoping you finished up for the summer or will soon--It feels so unfair to be floating around on my inner tube sunbathing while you're still teaching! (Not--more like house cleaning in Steve's sweats!) For our first blog, let's just do something fun and we can talk about our 70 minutes in hell, Oh--sorry-I meant our summer writing presentations...next time--How about a pass-along story? I'll start it and you guys tag on your chapters--also if you want I will add you all as administrators and that way we can all post rather than just me. ( so I don't get drunk on power!!!) To post click on comments below and go to the comments box, type your reply and sign your name (summer writing project nom deus plumes perhaps???--then post as anonyamous (click the bubble) if you want to take the easiest route--otherwise you need a google account or the blogger site tries to make you start your own blog--email me with any questions at idnasss@yahoo.com--
Our Story Begins...
Frittata was a secret double agent in the Helsinki mafia, grueling yet rewarding work. Where else can a grown adult conduct covert missions, stay up super late, eat junk food and play computer games while on the clock, ya know what I mean? Agent Frittata was growing complacent however, begining to tire of the old changing identity and globe trotting hijinks. Agent Fritatta was growing literally as well. Not in the symbolic sense of aging and wisening up, but rather, growing taller, which was odd for a 32 year old. Just like that, pants too short, sleeves up to the elbows and capes as short as shawls! Only one doctor had offered a possible explanation...a doctor with questionable credentials at best.......
