I love them both, they make me happy, and they both sing.
Kitchen Aid Mixer don't sing you say? Well, when Paul came walking in the door with a big box last Sunday afternoon and I pulled a Kitchen Aid mixer out of that box, I am positive I heard the Hallelujah Chorus.... loud and clear.
Do you know how many years I have salivated over that machine?? Do you know how many times I have walked next door and lugged my neighbors Kitchen Aid mixer over here?
Do you know that I used to make dinner for 25 college students every Friday night for a YEAR without a Kitchen Aid mixer? How did I survive??
In all seriousness, I can not even begin to tell you how excited I am about that beautiful black beauty.
Speaking of Black Beauty, when Gracie was about 4, we went to the library and got some movies. Later that night, when we asked the kids which one they wanted to watch, Gracie yelled out, "Black Bootie, Black Bootie!!"
Do you know how much fun we have had with that? We are sick! Sick, sick, sick!!
ANYWAY, all that to say, I am SOOO excited about my black bootie... I mean.... black beauty. My beautiful black kitchen aid mixer