April 7, 2006

The Macaroni Kid


Jeffrey and I were talking the other night, and we were remembering funny things from our childhood. Yes, we have funny memories! Who wouldn't with Jeffrey in their life? Anyway, during the summer (until the year I turned 12 or so) Mom was still working, and we stayed home. We would wake up, make our beds, get dressed, brush our teeth and go start cleaning the house. Wait a minute! Michael and I would wake up, make our beds, and at least get dressed. The other stuff....that may have been a stretch. Jeffrey would hopefully wake up. It stops there. Then at 9:00 every morning Mom would call to ask if we were awake, which if we hadn't been we were then because she called! She would also ask if we had made our beds, and I guess Michael and I had such a belief that mom not only had eyes in the back of her head, but she had them in the walls or something, so we always made our bed before the 9:00 call, so just in case she could see in our rooms from her job in an office downtown, she would know we weren't lying. Jeffrey on the other hand was smarter than we were and would tell her he had made his bed, but wait until about 10 min before she would get home to actually make it! Anyway, our favorite meal was macaroni and cheese...not the Kraft brand, but Hytop. Yes, we actually liked the Hytop better and to this day I don't buy Kraft Macaroni and Cheese! Well, everybody knows that boiling the water is boring, and putting the raw noodles in the water is also boring, but more fun than boiling the water. Stirring is a little bit of action, but the BEST part of making macaroni and cheese is putting the cheese in! Never mind that it isn't actually cheese, or a cheese substitute.....it's powder for crying out loud! That is what makes it so much fun. So everyday when we would make macaroni and cheese we were supposed to (according to mom) take turns putting the cheese in the macaroni. But Jeffrey would take the cheese packet and run around the house with it crying about how it was his turn, or hide it from us so we couldn't make the macaroni unless we let him put the cheese in. He would actually call mom at work and LIE about me and Michael and cry to mom that it was his turn to put the cheese in. What a baby!!!!! Mom should have recognized that everyday Jeffrey was calling her with the same complaint and it couldn't possibly be his turn again! She probably did know, but just wanted to get him to be quiet, so she asked us to let Jeffrey put the cheese in. Being the angel children that we were (not Satan's spawn like Jeffrey) we graciously allowed him to pour the cheese into the macaroni....the only problem was that Jeffrey would shake that powder so hard only a miniscule amount actually made it into the macaroni...the rest was all over the counter and floor, and our macaroni was not very cheesy. Maybe that is why I don't like Kraft....it is cheesy!

8 comments:

Patti said...

I'm surprised you like the brand of anything you had to eat when you were little. To me, Hytop mac and cheese is in the same category as powdered milk, 2% milk, and all the other "I'm not the REAL thing" food I had growing up. That's why I never have any food in my house, as Windy would say. I just don't eat until I can afford the REAL stuff....

By the way, Windy and Caci, what's the use in having a place for archives if you still leave all your posts on one long, long page? You have to go into your settings and change the # of posts.

Patti said...

And Caci, did you notice that I figured out all by myself how to add "EMAIL ME" under all my posts where the comments go?

Caci said...

yes, I noticed that you did that....also, I don't get on here enough to even think about the fact that I didn't use the archives! Thanks for the advice, AP!

Wonderful Windy said...

I happen to like mine all on one long page I actually changed the settings so I could fit more on one page. So what do you think about that, Smarty Pants

lynn said...

Sooo, who was it that always called DADDY, crying when she didn't get her way :) or wanted to be sure that the boys would be in trouble for watching "Dirty Dancing". No not "Sweet Innocent Caci". Must have been that other sister that lived with them.

I just can't belive you will eat hytop over kraft... that just isn't right. That's like taking Hunts over Heinz.. NASTY!

Caci said...

I will NEVER take Hunts over Heinz! That isn't ketchup! I agree with you on that one!

Jeffrey said...

All I can say is that I knew (and still know) how to push their buttons and get my way. Espically when it comes down to convincing mom or dad that I have done nothing wrong and Michael and/or Caci are trying to cheat me in some way. I remember running around the house with the cheese screaming and crying that it was my turn again and if they didnt let me put the cheese in the macaroni I would hide the cheese packet and nobody would have any. I always won that fight b/c they both knew that I was absolutley willing to hide the cheese and eat the macaroni plain just to prove my point. They were not willing to make that sacrafice. "OK! FINE! JUST WHATEVER JEFFREY!" Caci would say. "JUST PUT THE STUPID CHEESE IN.. WHATEVER!!" Ahh the sweet (cheesy) taste of victory, and now for the champions dinner. LOL

BTW... who remembers mother's famous ketchup and mayonnaise sandwiches??

Caci said...

I am so going to blog about those Jeffrey!