I'd been submitting and resubmitting my proposal to hubby this past three years. So long of a wait that my proposal became a joke that we used very often in our conversation. I'd broken 2 hand mixers and 1 dough hook. But that wasn't enough reason for getting a new one, one that was much more powerful that what I had before.
Got home after an intense group meeting on Monday after Thanksgiving weekend, I saw an shiny red stranger on my kitchen countertop. I couldn't stop smiling! No wonder hubby was anxious to get the UPS package before the break. He told me that he ordered a "book" that was important for him.
I remembered he asked me to pick the mixer color I wanted several months ago. That was after we discussed about Michael Pollan's food rules and got to no. 37, "The whiter the bread, the sooner you’ll be dead."
I had to wait until school was over before I used my new baby. I am excited!