Ms Jenny has given us another interesting Saturday Centus. I don’t know how she comes up with them. This week, the prompt sounds like the beginning of a recipe. But sometimes, following a recipe can lead to, well, just read on and you’ll see. Sorry if it’s not exactly light-hearted, but this is what came out. Be sure to click the link and check out the other entries.
Prompt: Cream together butter and sugar
Recipe Lost 105 words
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“Cream together butter and sugar.”
The words blurred before her eyes. She blinked and read them again. She walked over to the refrigerator, grabbed a carton of cream, and returned to the recipe book.
Cream? That’s not right. She re-read the words.
“Butter and sugar.” Repeating the words like a mantra, she returned the cream, grabbed the butter, then stood there, trying to remember where she stored the sugar. She found it on the third try.
Back to the recipe, sugar in hand. No butter. She must have set it down, but where?
What is happening to me? She slumped to the kitchen floor, lost.
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Oh no!
What’s happening to her?
Is she infected with the same thing that’s wrong with my brain?
i’m not sure exactly what it is…but gosh…
ummm…
What was I saying?
…
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Loved your creative use of this prompt.
Thank you Jenny. I hope your brain feels better soon. Could just be brain farts, after all. ;D
So sad. Well-written, but so sad. My paternal grandmother was like that.
Best wishes,
Anna
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Thank you for the comment, anna. And I’m glad to see this can be taken in more than one way. Actually, I was going for your reaction, but most have taken it on a lighter note. It is humorous to some, because many of us have forgetful moments as we age, but when they get past a certain stage it can be tragic.
Mom used to do that. We would find hamburger in the linen closet and toilet paper in the frig.~Ames
Now that would be interesting – refridgerated toilet paper! 😉 Thanks for the visit and comment, Ames.
I love your writing! It’s such a sad but touching story too many elderly live.
Thank you Honey, I’m glad someone picked up on the sadness. It can be taken any number of ways, of course, but you caught the original intent. Glad you dropped by!
I’m the same way with recipes…I have to constantly check and recheck to make sure I’ve got it right.
Yeah, I don’t even try anymore, they never come out right, lol. Thanks for the visit, Anita. 🙂
I think we can all sympathise with those moments when everyday tasks just don’t seem to work out. 🙂
Alas, yes, Ross. Of course, when it comes to cooking, I never get it right, lol. Thanks for the visit!
Judee, that is exactly what recipes do to me. I have asked My Best Baking Friend THREE times for her recipe for lemon merangue pie, and she has quietly given it to me, no questions asked. She and I run our Bunco group, and whenever it is my turn to be hostess, she graciously volunteers to make the desserts for me. They are always a big hit, and the members say, “Su made this, didn’t she!” Hahahaha!
Hahhaha! I’ve never been able to follow recipes – and like you, I lose them anyway, so how does one follow something that is lost? 😉 Thanks for dropping by, Judie.
Isn’t growing old fun? Well it beats the alternative for sure. I feel her pain Judee.
Ha, definitely beats the alternative! Thanks for visiting. 🙂
Oh dear, this sounds familiar… nicely captured Judee.
Thank you Sandra. 🙂