It came yesterday.
The part of my life I have been long waiting for.
My Green Apple KitchenAid Artisan Stand Mixer.
I know, I sounds like an old housewife being so excited for this mixer, but I’ve always wanted one. And I was positive that anything I made would taste a million times better.
As I walked up to the front door when I got home from work, I squealed (a rare occurrence) when I saw the huge box from the UPS dude.
It took all of 15 seconds for me to rip open the box and start playing with it.
As soon as the mixer was out, it met up with its long lost friends.
I’ll never say if I actually used all of this butter for the cupcakes and frosting I made. Okay, maybe I did.
Here’s me with my mixer, Vanna, named after the wonderful letter-turner who I was fortunate enough to meet last December. Note my displaying arms, like Vanna. Sadly, my arms are about 17 times bigger than hers. I would know. I’ve seen them in person.
Maybe it’s all the butter I’ve been eating…Nah.
I even wore a green headband for the occasion. Well, actually, my hair was kinda greasy, but it just so happens that I had the green headband on already. Coincidence? No.
I also look like I’m 14 in that picture.
Luckily, I had the perfect need for this mixer yesterday: I volunteered to make cupcakes for a bridal shower being thrown for a nurse at my workplace. I did a little re-con work and found out that her wedding colors are purple and black and her favorite cake is white cake with white frosting.
A bit bland for my tastes, but I’ll still make them.
It is so nice to not have to hold the mixer. I could get used to this.
The recipe I used can be found here.
I’ve only heard good things about them from the people who’ve tried them, but I haven’t gotten a chance to eat one myself. I’m trying to work on my self-restraint.
Plus, I prefer something with chocolate. Literally, anything with chocolate.
Oh yeah, I’d eat that.
I’d try it.
Okay, I draw the line with chocolate-covered scorpion.
While I’ve been day-dreaming of chocolate, cupcakes baked.
Pay no attention to the crud on the window of my oven. At least it’s not dog hair.
And now for the part where I get a sugar-high from “taste testing” the frosting to make sure that it’s just right.
After this I went into a sugar coma for 10 hours.
I decided to pipe on the frosting since it’s really so much easier and looks much more impressive. And at this point, I was more focused on watching America’s Got Talent than frosting two dozen cupcakes.
As I sat and watched some trapeze artists from St. Paul, I heard a faint voice coming from the kitchen.
Rae….come and eat us….
We won’t go straight to your hips.
We are starved for attention. So is your stomach.
EAT US NOW!!!!!!!
Needless to say, the voices from the kitchen won.
***Please forgive the quality of these pictures. They were taken on my phone. Except for the chocolate covered stuff. Those were taken from Google.