last night, around 10.30pm, my mom was making this suh-weet home-made strawberry ice-cream, using the regular Kenwood mixer (oh yeah you can use that instead of the snazzy ice-cream maker machine to make a home-made ice-cream!). so after she had all those creamy ingredients together into the mixer, she had it on at the highest speed, and covered the mixer with a piece of cloth as a protection, in case the creamy strawberry mixture will splatter all over her beloved kitchen. so while the mixer was doing its work, i called out to my mom to ask about the various arrangements she wanted to make to the furnitures in the balcony, since we were revamping right there and then. so my mom and i did some work here and there.. when suddenly, she went into the kitchen and screamed. and her scream is always very irritating. -.-"
i rushed to the kitchen, and to my horror, the kitchen floor, the wall, the cabinet doors, and some of the things we had on the table like the utensils and plastic cups, were all splattered with strawberry cream! apparently, the cloth that was covering the mixer, got spinned into the mixer bowl. so that's when things started to get messy. and for awhile there the splatters looked familiar to me; they looked like my splatter brushes in Photoshop. haha. -_- and then it also occured to me that i don't have to visit Willy Wonka's chocolate factory to witness something like this. you know, with those sweet-tasting cream all over the place. ok so getting back on track, my mom just went bonkers seeing her beloved kitchen to be so.. unbeloved-ly. and like any mother would do, she nagged to herself, about how she hate multi-tasking especially when she's cooking/baking, and then said something about how i pestered her, calling for her regarding the arrangements to be made at the balcony. garr. so the both of us wiped and cleaned and mopped and it began to irritate me, because:
1. i hate to be in contact with creamy stuff together with water. they make my hand all greasy even if i've washed 'em with soap multiple times.
2. i hate the feeling of ants running across my leg, but only to realise that it's just a droplet of water that's streaming down.
3. i hate it when everytime small accidents happen and i try to be nice to that other person, that other person just simply snapped back at me.
4. i hate the fact that accidents usually happen in the middle of my favourite TV show.
just some random things i discovered while cleaning up the mess. hmph. but the both of us cleaned up in silence, which helped actually. coz after awhile mom wasn't so panicky and she had cooled down a little. she was just worried about her Kenwood mixer coz she was afraid if the splatter had gotten into the nook and crannies of the mixer and spoiled it. but no, everything was fine. i just hated how my hand felt eventhough they smelled of strawberries.
the reason we had to revamp the balcony is simply because mom had ordered a new fridge specially for her cakes and kuehs. coz you know, in case our old fridge stink up with the smell of fish or meat, the smell won't get to her cakes. and that new fridge will be placed somewhere at the balcony so that's why we had to move some things here and there just to create some space for that new thing. k i know i don't have to write it all here but i'm just long-winded like that. *shrugs*
well, i'll leave y'all with these adorable kids vids.
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