Years ago, I saw a red Kitchenaid stand mixer. I knew right then and there that I wanted one. But I didn't get one. My dad always felt it was "too much" and wouldn't get used enough. But when I gave my Christmas list to my parents this year, it was the only big ticket item on my list.
Yesterday, we had our belated Christmas celebration. I had an idea I was getting a mixer. We had gone to Best Buy, where my mom had me wait in the car for my little brother. Since she wasn't telling me what she was getting, obviously she was getting something for me. Later that evening, as we were putting some more shopping bags, my mom said I couldn't put them in the back of the SUV because, even though she had covered up what she bought, she said I'd know what it was from the shape of the box.
Now, I only had three things on my Christmas list that could possibly be bought at Best Buy--two of them were CDs, one of them was a mixer. The only one I'd be able to recognize from the shape and size of the box is the mixer. I've ogled at the mixers in the stores enough to know what the box looks like. But, even so, she could have gotten something that I told her I wanted and that I had forgotten to put on my list (such as the other two gifts I got that were also bought there--a food processor and X-files season 3). I kept telling myself that I wasn't getting a mixer, not wanting to be disappointed when we opened our gifts.
Yesterday morning arrived, and my mom put a big wrapped box under the tree with my name on it. I was too busy finishing wrapping gifts to pay much attention to it, but a cursory glance told me that the box WAS the right size and shape. When it came time to unwrap presents, I saved that one for last.
My suspicions were correct. Of course, there was still the matter of which Kitchenaid mixer I got; I didn't know which one I was getting because I hadn't told them specifics, thinking it wouldn't matter because I wasn't going to get it anyway. They got me the Kitchenaid Ultra Power Stand Mixer, in Empire Red.
I had to go to work after we opened our presents, but as soon as I got home, I opened the box. I stared at it lovingly for a few minutes before sitting down to read the instructions. No way was I going to try to use this without the reading the directions first! After reading the instructions, I washed the bowl and attachments right away so I could make something. And make something I did. What did I make? Well, that's a story for another post.