Freewrite

My grandma used to make snow icecream with the 2nd snow (never the 1st), so tonight I made some. She used to make hers with  milk and chocolate syrup. Mine included powdered sugar, milk, cocoa, and peanut butter, and of course, snow. It was amazing. My mom called me by my fiance's last night today. It made me smile; my first name rhymes with my soon-to-be last name. My best friend makes fun of me. I love it. Sometimes I dream of dropping out of nursing school. I've almost made it though. Less than a year and a half. It's like survival of the fittest. Out of 40 something that got in freshman year, there are 7 of us left. I've worked my ass off. I am tired of working my ass off. I think my medication needs to be increased. I think the game Dutch Blitz is so fun. We've been playing it for years, and my brother's girlfriend is addicted. She's so darling. I just love her. My friend's are pissed because I chose her to be in my wedding instead of them. I secretly love her way more than them. I'd never tell them that. Blog-stalking craft blogs is so fun. I want to be a crafty-mama one day. I repurposed a shirt today. Too bad my brother's girlfriend already claimed it. She just looked too cute in it. This time last year my momma and I were quilting every weekend. The only one that got finished was the one she didn't help me with. I gave it to my other sister for her birthday. She never uses it. During this snowstorm, I've been dreaming of getting snowed in with my fiance at our cabin. It would be so fun. We would get out his aunt's tractor and plow the snow. I'd go in and make homemade soup and hot cocoa, and we would cuddle up together and enjoy the day together.

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