Ever since we were little us kids had Kraft Mac and Cheese every Sunday after church...without even realizing it, we had made some sort of tradition that we looked forward to every week, going as far as dragging our poor mom out the door without letting her socialize after church just so we could get home and stuff that fatty food into our insatiable mouths IMMEDIATELY. You can only imagine how crazy it got in that kitchen with 5 Mac and Cheese loving Curtis kids making and divvying out that 1 box we somehow shared. There may have been a fight or two in that kitchen every Sunday, many relating to who got more of the Mac and Cheese...it's just how it was.
Well me and Michelle decided once we started living together a few years ago that there's no sense in breaking such a historic and meaningful tradition so...at our current ages of 23 and 25, we have continued to rush home from church every week, skipping socializing at times (also to keep with the tradition haha), with the understood rule being: first one in the apt throws that pot on the stove and the other gets the ingredients out. We don't mess around when it comes to eating time, especially Mac and Cheese eating time. And don't worry, now that we're grown ups, we split the 1 box between the 2 of us with no problem, and we even get the "3 cheese" version, the coveted one that back in the day arrived in our cupboard only when on sale because my mom was a lot more economical than her 2 daughters. Nothing like being older and single though I guess, you get the good stuff and in greater quantities. :)
Anyways, last week Michelle started shaking that colander full of beautiful shell macaroni around making a weird squishy sound and said, "Ooh I love this sound!" Then like the odd person I am I replied, "ah, I just love the sound of Sundays." To which we both cracked up laughing and thought we are weird and, oooh we should blog about this. That's when we knew we were officially bloggers, thinking of future blog posts as they happen, as dumb as ours are haha. The pictures above are to show us enjoying the sound of Sunday, I still can't stop laughing at Michelle's pic...love that girl.
I totally get what you are talking about. I love being able to buy 3 cheese. Whenever I want! I even eat mac and cheese on...wait for it...saturdays!!!
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I am in all sorts of love with this blog post. Rings true in so many ways. And Amanda, you can only have mac and cheese on Saturdays if you also have it on Sunday. Come on, no breaking tradition here. Also, I totally got the mental picture of you two shoving your way into the kitchen to get the pot of goodness started.
ReplyDeleteBy the way, we did not hurry home after church, I still did my socializing! i always told y'all: "I've spent many hours in parking lots waiting on you guys while dropping off or picking up from school and various lessons! You guys can wait a few minutes for me while I do my socializing!"
ReplyDeleteFinially after 2 hours of being stuck in the movie "Groundhog Day", it posted my comment!!! It kept taking me in circles from writing my comment to signing in to google account and back to trying to post my comment! What a nightmare! I can only imagine what Bill Murray went through!
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