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The Heat Wave and The Hook

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The weather here is brutal. Notice the headline…that’s where we live….the hottest ever? I don’t think it actually got that hot today though:

 

We tried to cook an egg outside. It dried up within 15 minutes….but it didn’t cook.

We headed up to our friends’ ranch up in the mountains for the afternoon yesterday to keep cool.

Boo and her friends played in the pond:

 

I broke the treehouse rules:

And I was dared to cross the pond. I put the waders on over my dress….and I got about halfway.  I stepped on a turtle and who knows what else. I felt faint and queasy.  It didn’t help me conquer my fear of ponds at all.

 

Oh, my hair looks a little darker…..that’s because I thought I’d go blonde last Thursday and then changed my mind about an hour later.  So I’m back brunette….just a few shades off for a while until it fades.

 

We drove back down the mountain late last night after dinner:

 

Me: Remember that urban legend about the kids making out in the car…..and the radio comes on saying there was a manhunt for a dangerous convict….who had a hook for a hand?
Mr. LBB: I think so.
Me: And then the girl hears a scratching noise but the boy doesn’t believe her…..
Mr. LBB: Stop.
Me: And then they drive off and when they get home he goes to open her car door….and there’s a HOOK!
Mr. LBB: You better hope our car doesn’t break down.

Then moments later….we passed a man walking on the side of the road….in the middle of nowhere:

Me: Do you think he broke down?
Mr. LBB: Have you seen a car for miles?
Me: Was he carrying a lantern?
Mr. LBB: It looked kind of like a head to me.

And my heart literally stopped for a total of 23 seconds. And then I thought about throwing a bottle of water out the window….you know….because dangerous convicts need water too.  Then if we broke down he’d take pity on us….because I was kind to a convicted killer.  But I didn’t have a water bottle.  Then I realized if we broke down we’d probably die of thirst.  And we’d be begging the dangerous convict with the lantern/head for water.  And….maybe I’ve watched too many scary movies.

Oh and I don’t want you to worry about the dangerous convict….he’ll be fine……there are call boxes all over the mountain.

About Ashley Hackshaw

Living a simple, creative life in #smalltownusa Bryson City, NC. Renovating a 1960s ranch house and an old train depot. Thank you for reading! Read more in my about section. 

Comments

  2. Elisa F. says

    I love that you STEPPED on a turtle! It’s a sign! You know – your turtle lump – you STEPPED on it!

    I’m always on the lookout for signs. . .

    . . .and random dudes with lantern heads.

    • Emily R says

      Elisa and I are on the same page about the turtle!

      I sat and read your last few blog posts aloud to family today. You are wonderful…and bring such joy. I was so happy that you had a new post today – and that you beat the heat (even though as you say, it wasn’t really the hottest ever)!

  3. Pamela says

    We tried to cook an egg too last summer, directly onto black slate that was far too hot to walk on. It also just dried up but did not cook – and was a #@# to clean up.

  4. julie says

    hmmm I wondered where the little miss boo got her flair for dramatics from…ah yes must be her father with that mind that operates just like a hitchcock movie. Mama boo, you’d better be careful, next time your poor little hubby might pee his dacks with fright with your scary scenarios – and then where will you be??? Broke down in a stinky car….well at least the crazy random walker man won’t come near you then :-))

  5. Julie says

    I definitely like you as a brunette vs. blonde. But, cudos to you for experimenting!

  6. carolyn says

    Ashley – I was hoping this post would lead to a good “DIY on how to dye dark brown hair a pretty blond without it turning brassy red” post. Anyone have any tips?
    I liked it blond btw

  7. Angela says

    I wonder if you put the pan out and allowed it to heat up first, if that would work. Maybe with the pan having the heat coming from all around it, like a convection oven, rather than directly under it, caused it to not fry. If the pan was already hot, it might work. Or the previous suggestion of poaching rather than frying. Put the pan of water out and let it simmer, then add the egg. Maybe it’s because you are in the desert. Perhaps it would fry in a more humid climate like Florida.

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