About a year and a half ago, me and a few friends went to Eau Claire Market and hit up the little candy shop there. Well, Cole found this little red candy shaped like a moon. They were called soap moons and looked like little delicious berry tasting candies. He bought a fair amount and was excited to sit around and eat candy all evening.
On the way home he decides to dig into them. Much to his dismay, one candy and he finds out why they are called soap moons - moon shaped, soap flavoured candies from hell. All of us try them, trying to figure out what the big fuss is about. Not only do they taste horrid, but they are also hard! Definitely a waste of money.
When we get back to my place I disappear down into my room, stupidly leaving Sean and Cole alone upstairs (with alcohol too!). I come up an hour later as they're getting ready to go to bed just to find them giggling like little school girls. I think nothing of it ... not knowing that the acts they did while I was in the basement were going to come back to haunt me this much later in life.
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This morning I woke up to the sun shining in my window, birds chirping, with promises of a nice relaxing day ahead. Excited to sit out on my deck and enjoy the weather with a cup of coffee in hand, I decide that getting out the coffee maker was going to take too much time. Remembering the instant coffee in the cupboard, I grab it and make myself a quick cup. I sit down, enjoying nothing but the moment at hand.
Until I finish my cup of coffee and see this little red blob stuck to the bottom of my cup. At first I feel ill... instant panic at what the heck was in my cup. But, upon further inspection memories came flooding back. The things that Sean and Cole did to my kitchen in that hour I left them alone... finding soap moon after soap moon in every container, every candle holder, every cupboard. For months I found soap moons... in my peanut butter, the margarine, the hot chocolate mix ... but I hadn't spotted one in almost a year. When I moved in September I made a collection of all the ones that I had found up until then (I collected them) and the total came to about 30 ... each one in a different spot.
I hope to find more soap moons... as silly as their act was, it still is a great memory, so fun... and the constant reminders of that memory is what makes life so great.
