In the Mix
I feel like a bride who has been left at the alter. You see, today I was going to say “I do” to the high-powered appliance of my dreams. I’m not going to say “ita-Vay ix-May” because just the mention makes me want to switch on the Food Network with the sound turned down, throw on a Chris Isaak album and a ratty t-shirt paired with boxer shorts, and drink an entire pitcherful of poorly blended margarita smoothies by myself. It... Read More
