Betty Crocker Ain't Got Nothin' On Me

I'm going to tell you a little secret.

I hate surprises...and I hate waiting to find out what gifts I am getting for Christmas. Now, in all fairness...I also hate making other people wait too.

My thoughts are, if you have something that is going to make a person happy now...then why make them wait?

That being said...for some reason I wanted to be different this year...maybe I'm getting old and sentimental (don't worry...I'll get over it). So, in my delusion, I decided that I didn't want to know what I was going to get for Christmas. Unfortunately, that is really hard to do...when you have been giving presents early every year.

My husband, he tried...but he wanted so badly to make sure he got what I wanted (this is part of the reason why we don't do surprises). We would rather let the person know what we are getting so that we get the right thing and avoid any extra, torturous trips back to the store to return things. We don't do shopping. I am the person that goes grocery shopping at 7AM on Sunday morning in order to avoid possibly running into any other human being other than the cashier.

I digress...so in his desire to make sure he got what I wanted, Doug took me last night to the store to get my new best friend:I love it.

Since purchasing it last night, I have made sugar cookies, a cake and chocolate frosting from scratch and two loaves of bread. I just love the sound of the motor, and watching the ingredients going around and around...it's mesmerizing. And while I did have another stand mixer it was not a Kitchenaid (and was not purchased by my wonderful husband) and therefore did not receive my undying love and affection. Oh yeah...don't even get me started on the optional accessories and attachments I can get. Can you say pasta maker? Doug is thrilled that he has given himself gift options for the next three years!

All joking aside I am so glad to add this item to my kitchen arsenal, except that I am now burdened with the task of having to figure out which child to give it to in my will...when we finally have kids.

Right now, though, I have more important things to worry about...like what will I whip up next?