probably time for this story i guess but when i was a kid there was a summer that my brother was really into making smoothies and milkshakes. part of this was that we didn't have AC and couldn't afford to run fans all day so it was kind of important to get good at making Cool Down Concoctions.
we also had a patch of mint, and he had two impressionable little sisters who had the attitude of "fuck it, might as well."
at one point, for fun, this 16 year old boy with a dream in his eye and scientific fervor in heart just wanted to see how far one could push the idea of "vanilla mint smoothie". how much vanilla extract and how much mint can go into a blender before it truly is inedible.
the answer is 3 cups of vanilla extract, 1/2 cup milk alternative, and about 50 sprigs (not leaves, whole spring) of mint. add ice and the courage of a child. idk, it was summer and we were bored.
the word i would use to describe the feeling of drinking it would maybe be "violent" or perhaps, like. "triangular." my nose felt pristine. inhaling following the first sip was like trying to sculpt a new face. i was ensconced in a mesh of horror. it was something beyond taste. for years after, i assumed those commercials that said "this is how it feels to chew five gum" were referencing the exact experience of this singular viscous smoothie.
what's worse is that we knew our mother would hate that we wasted so much vanilla extract. so we had to make it worth it. we had to actually finish the drink. it wasn't "wasting" it if we actually drank it, right? we huddled around outside in the blistering sun, gagging and passing around a single green potion, shivering with disgust. each sip was transcendent, but in a sort of non-euclidean way. i think this is where i lost my binary gender. it eroded certain parts of me in an acidic gut ecology collapse.
here's the thing about love and trust: the next day my brother made a different shake, and i drank it without complaint. it's been like 15 years. he's now a genuinely skilled cook. sometimes one of the three of us will fuck up in the kitchen or find something horrible or make a terrible smoothie mistake and then we pass it to each other, single potion bottle, and we say try it it's delicious. it always smells disgusting. and then, cerimonious, we drink it together. because that's what family does.
61K notes
·
View notes
the route is called burial becaus andrew is going to burial 4 inches in his fucking sister
83 notes
·
View notes
Happy New Year 2024 Resident Evil Chreon
Chris: Okay, we almost got everything done for New Year...
Sherry: You think Leon and Rose will wait till midnight to cheer up?
Chris: I hope so... Leon promised me that he made an oath with Rose
---------- Later that day ----------
Sherry: Rose!! Where are you taking the cake and wine?
Rose: What are you? A cop?
Sherry: You're supposed to wait till midnight, if dad finds out you'll be in trouble
Rose: Good thing I got TWO dads and Leon allow me to...
Chris: Rose! We have to wait till midnight, Leon told me both of you would behave
Leon: hey! I only told you that "the awesome Golden members of this family would behave" BUT thankfully Rose and I are not the Golden members around here... As a fact, You and Sherry have to behave for the whole family
Rose: That being said we are not breaking the rules *Proceeds to eat cake*
Leon: So cheers! *Proceeds to drink*
42 notes
·
View notes
My grandmother gets spam calls on her landline a lot because she's old and just gives her number to anyone who asks but it's great for me because every time the family is gathered at her house and she gets a call where the caller ID says "spam risk" when I check the phone for her I say some variation of "Oh, it's Spam Risk! My old friend from Bootleg University. I will answer with my social security number". And no one finds it funny except for me
18 notes
·
View notes
I'm back talking about Harry Potter and Snape's worst memory because while I hate the author y'all bug me.
Snape worst memory isn't James bulling him or string him up in front of the school, (that was bad I'm not saying it wasn't) it was Lily ending her friendship with him because he called her a Mudblood. With evidence.
To prove my point we have to go read the Deathly Hallows when Snape gave Harry his memories! We get to see the scene again but this time the thing that sticks out the most is Snape calling Lily a Mudblood. Now if that's not enough proof the next memory goes like this.
*Outside Gryffindor Tower*
Snape: I'm sorry
Lily: I'm not interested
S: I'm sorry!
L: save your breath... I only came out here because Mary told me you were threatening to sleep here.
S: I was. I would have done. I never ment to call you a Mudblood it just-
L: Slipped out? It's too late. I've made excuses for you for years. None of my friends can understand why I even talk to you. You and your precious little Death Eater friends- you see, you don't even deny it! You don't even deny that's what you're all aiming to be! You can't wait to join You-Know-Who, can you? I can't pretend anymore. You've chosen your way, I've chosen mine.
S: No-listen, I didn't mean-
L:-to call me a Mudblood? But you call everyone of my birth Mudblood, Severus. Why should I be any different?
*Lily leaves. Memory ends*
The next memory is Snape becoming a turn coat for Dumbledore so he could keep Lily safe because Voldemort wouldn't spare her.
Snape has had worse experiences then a teenage James Potter being a bully (even if it was shitty). so we look at the rest of the memory and lo and behold what do we see? The actual worst moment of Snape life, the moment he lost Lily forever.
14 notes
·
View notes
Happy New Year from the Kennedy Redfield family!
Chris: So what's the rule we have to follow for New Year's dinner?
Rose and Leon: We can't party till New Year.
Chris: And? what else?
Leon: We can't cheer till New Year.
Rose: Why aren't you telling Sherry to behave?
Sherry: Hey! I always follow the rules for New Year!
******
Later that day
******
Rose: Chris is gonna be so angry about this
Sherry: Gotta say... it wasn't our fault
Leon: Next time we see your aunt Jill, we're gonna give her a big present.
Chris: What are you doing?!
Rose and Sherry: *eating dessert*
Leon: Before you say anything to us, we are celebrating New Year now because Jill called and it's New year where she is...
Rose: So it's technically New Year somewhere in the world...near our home.
Sherry: I can't go against that logic.
88 notes
·
View notes
Me: huh this is the first time in three years that I haven't written about what Fitzsimmons are doing for Christmas
Me: it's terrible but I can't get it out of my head that one or both of the kids are sick so they're spending Christmas just the 4 of them at home
My son: *gets the flu so we have to spend Christmas just the 3 of us at home*
4 notes
·
View notes