KAM!!

So, as we learned in my last post, my sister Amy insisted on paying me for the cake I made for her. At the end of the party, she pulled me aside.

"Let's make a deal," she said.

"Huh?" I said. "You mean like the 70's game show?"

"Yup," she said, totally nonplussed. (She must be used to my random thoughts.) "I can either write you a check now...or you can wait a few days..."

"Oh, either one's fine, it doesn't matter," I interrupted.

"...until the Kitchenaid Mixer I order you will come in," she finished.

Silence.

Dead silence.

Okay, maybe a little ringing in the ears.

Editor's note: Truthfully, at this point in time, I'm not sure what happened for the following 15 minutes. I think Amy said a few more somethings, but I was literally in shock so I couldn't speak or comprehend what was going on. Seriously, my mind just froze. I think I may have made some grunting noises at some point toward my sister who was patiently awaiting my response (and possibly trying not to stare at the crazy-looking, shocked woman in front of her). Thankfully my sister interpreted the grunting noises correctly. Must be the sister connection. I think anyone else might have tried to rush me to the emergency room.

I'm not sure if you understand the magnitude of what I just said. My sister bought me a Kitchenaid Mixer for baking a cake for her. I think I'm still in shock.

I've decided it's a girl and that I'm going to call her KAM. Get it? Kitchenaid Mixer?

I shall call her Kam and she shall be mine and she shall be my Kam. (Said like Dory the fish. Don't you just love the movie Finding Nemo?)

I just love it!! Can't you tell?