Carol, I do think it's just an anomaly..just as conjoined twins are.. Here is my weird flower..but the color was great! And I just noticed for the first time..the stigma has two lobes just like yours..! Donna Strawberry Blend..

My husband makes the best french fries. He cuts the russet potatoes in rounds....doesn't peel them. Then he cuts them in sticks, so they are about the size and thickness of my little finger. He has a pot of oil, and he dumps them all in at once...which tends to cool the oil a bit, but when the oil reheats and they finish frying, it is like they have been fried twice, which is the real way to make french fries. You fry them, drain them, and then fry them again. They are lightly crunchy on the outside and soft and fluffy on the inside. I used to always cut my french fries length ways, but after seeing how he does it, I changed to his way. His still taste better than mine. I am another one who loves an electric skillet. I don't think I have ever fried potatoes in one, but I like frying chicken it better than I do using cast iron. And I have over 100 pieces of cast iron cookware. Or, did have. I have given a lot of it away.

Thank you, Larsi! No need to send me any more Tide, but bless you for offering :) I will be on a mission to find more! It will be an adventure and exciting, LOL the things that excite me!! Yep, I am excited, indeed. I've been wandering around the house aimlessly hunting for things to wash that are worthy of this Tide. My house smells lovely, sheets are washed and bed is made--sheets smell divine! Will be sweet dreams tonight :)

I’ve done lots of things like this. When I had the kitchen remodeled, I signed my name on the wood base under the granite and hid a time capsule in between some cabinets. Many years ago we put a new roof on the house ourselves. We all signed out names on the wood under the shingles. I forgot all about that. When I had a new roof put on a few years ago, the roofers found our signatures and saved that piece of wood for us. I also signed my name on the attic rafters when I cleaned it all out to have insulation blown in. When I traded in my beloved old Honda I out some lucky pennies in it, all heads up! I also have my kids heights marked on the back of the basement door. I may have to take that door with me to the retirement home some day. I used to do fund raising for a hospital near me and when we put on a new wing all the staff and our donors signed their names on the first beam. I never found any messages from previous owners in my house. There was an old hat in the attic and I left it there.