My brother and your sister are outside so we decide to find some fun in the kitchen. I get out a mixing bowl and a few spoons for mixing. You start looking in the cabinet and fridge to look for ingredients. I laugh to myself as I watch you get mad at yourself for not finding the peanuts. I decide to help you out and take two seconds to find them. I then give you a funny look as you roll your eyes and head back to the center of the kitchen. I pick up a few more ingredients and follow you. We start with the peanuts and pour a generous amount in the bowl. Next I scoop in some peanut butter as you put the sugar in. We have no idea what we're making but we don't care. We haven't gotten one of these kinds of days in a long time. I feel happy to be able to do this with you. I then melt some butter and put it in. We take turns as we mix the creation in the bowl. I grab my radio so we can listen to music. Our favorite song comes on and we start dancing like maniacs. Unfortunately you hold a spoon and whip it in the air. As a result I get a glob of peanut butter on my cheek. You start laughing and end up being on the ground. You roll on the floor with laughter that keeps coming, as I get red and start laughing myself. I sat on the floor but not without getting a scoop of peanut butter. When you finally sit up I smear the peanut butter across your cheek. We then start laughing again. We only stop when we can't breath any longer. Standing up, we decide to finish our dish with the peanut butter still on our faces. We finish up the last touches and put it in the freezer to freeze. Again, we sit down and talk about the most randomest things. Some have us laughing again while other make us want to cry. I love this about our friendship, we could totally be ourselves around each other. As I look at you I can see the changes that you are going through. And I am sure that you can see the changes with in me. We then hug each other to try and remember this time now, because it may never come again.
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Sugar
Author's Note: This piece started as a stream of consciousness. I was trying to keep the passage past tense throughout the whole post. I was also working on opening myself up to writing.
My brother and your sister are outside so we decide to find some fun in the kitchen. I get out a mixing bowl and a few spoons for mixing. You start looking in the cabinet and fridge to look for ingredients. I laugh to myself as I watch you get mad at yourself for not finding the peanuts. I decide to help you out and take two seconds to find them. I then give you a funny look as you roll your eyes and head back to the center of the kitchen. I pick up a few more ingredients and follow you. We start with the peanuts and pour a generous amount in the bowl. Next I scoop in some peanut butter as you put the sugar in. We have no idea what we're making but we don't care. We haven't gotten one of these kinds of days in a long time. I feel happy to be able to do this with you. I then melt some butter and put it in. We take turns as we mix the creation in the bowl. I grab my radio so we can listen to music. Our favorite song comes on and we start dancing like maniacs. Unfortunately you hold a spoon and whip it in the air. As a result I get a glob of peanut butter on my cheek. You start laughing and end up being on the ground. You roll on the floor with laughter that keeps coming, as I get red and start laughing myself. I sat on the floor but not without getting a scoop of peanut butter. When you finally sit up I smear the peanut butter across your cheek. We then start laughing again. We only stop when we can't breath any longer. Standing up, we decide to finish our dish with the peanut butter still on our faces. We finish up the last touches and put it in the freezer to freeze. Again, we sit down and talk about the most randomest things. Some have us laughing again while other make us want to cry. I love this about our friendship, we could totally be ourselves around each other. As I look at you I can see the changes that you are going through. And I am sure that you can see the changes with in me. We then hug each other to try and remember this time now, because it may never come again.
My brother and your sister are outside so we decide to find some fun in the kitchen. I get out a mixing bowl and a few spoons for mixing. You start looking in the cabinet and fridge to look for ingredients. I laugh to myself as I watch you get mad at yourself for not finding the peanuts. I decide to help you out and take two seconds to find them. I then give you a funny look as you roll your eyes and head back to the center of the kitchen. I pick up a few more ingredients and follow you. We start with the peanuts and pour a generous amount in the bowl. Next I scoop in some peanut butter as you put the sugar in. We have no idea what we're making but we don't care. We haven't gotten one of these kinds of days in a long time. I feel happy to be able to do this with you. I then melt some butter and put it in. We take turns as we mix the creation in the bowl. I grab my radio so we can listen to music. Our favorite song comes on and we start dancing like maniacs. Unfortunately you hold a spoon and whip it in the air. As a result I get a glob of peanut butter on my cheek. You start laughing and end up being on the ground. You roll on the floor with laughter that keeps coming, as I get red and start laughing myself. I sat on the floor but not without getting a scoop of peanut butter. When you finally sit up I smear the peanut butter across your cheek. We then start laughing again. We only stop when we can't breath any longer. Standing up, we decide to finish our dish with the peanut butter still on our faces. We finish up the last touches and put it in the freezer to freeze. Again, we sit down and talk about the most randomest things. Some have us laughing again while other make us want to cry. I love this about our friendship, we could totally be ourselves around each other. As I look at you I can see the changes that you are going through. And I am sure that you can see the changes with in me. We then hug each other to try and remember this time now, because it may never come again.
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