Jealousy

So.  I've been baking semi-okay and professionally for a while now.  Over a year or so ago I got Himself's permission to buy myself a Kenwood Mixer.  I also got himself's permission to buy a Moulinex mixer (the top of the range one) which was great at the time but now that I no longer make pesto (or any dinner for the kids or himself at this point in time) I no longer care about food processors.  Beautiful and sleek as they may be.  

Nope.  I want a Kitchen Aid.  M. is getting one.  A birthday present from her mom and dad I think.  I started to fade out when she was telling me as I was too upset to listen, sigh.  I want one too.  My Kenwood Mixer is looking far too battle scarred to be cool.  It's stickers have peeled off and it's lost it's perspex lid.  It's also lost two of it's feet which means it wobbles ferociously when you turn it up to 10 (there is no 11 here).

Yep.  I want a Kitchen Aid.  I told M. I'd get the pale blue one if it were me.  She was veering towards cream.  She got the blue one.  She got my one.  I am under the spell of the green eyed monster that doth mock the meat it feeds on.  Oh, I did Othello at school. 

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