Is this yours?I've never owned one...well that's not true, I received one as a wedding gift, but my sister had received this cute cake stand as a wedding gift to her the same month, and I wanted it. She wanted to make salsa fresca, so we traded wedding gifts. Think we're tacky? Think again, who doesn't love fresh pico? ..and just look how cute the cake stand is.
Plus, the giver of the cake stand, gave me the matching tray shown in the background.
They're a set. They belong together.
Anyway, I didn't end up purchasing a tiny food processor of my own until about a week ago. I looked at it, and then stashed it away in the appliance cabinet until today when I decided to make fresh pesto sauce. You can find Elena's INCREDIBLE recipe here. I pulled my new processor from the cabinet, washed out the styrofoam bitties clinging to the blades, and set to work.
The "Naked Chef" helped me wash the basil.Once I had all my ingredients ready to blend, I pushed the little blue button.
Nothing happened.
No power? Hmmmm....I fidgeted with it for awhile, then started to panic that I might have thrown away the box and instructions when I opened it. What if it's defective and I can't return it? Let that be a lesson to not throw away packaging to new products until testing them out first. I rifled through my cabinet and heaved a sigh of relief when I spied the box way in the back behind the blender and my tiny crockpot.
Finally! Instructions! I opened the box and found this:
Huh? Another tiny food processor.
I'm so confused! I feel like I'm losing my mind lately!Several months ago I lent out my ENTIRE acrylic stamp collection (including the acrylic block and some stamp pads) to someone, but they are faceless in my memory. I want my stamps back! I remember putting everything in a bag, I remember demonstrating how to use and clean them. I remember standing in my doorway, and happily HANDing them to the friend...but who? what friend? I. Can't. Remember.
I did the same with our Barbie Island Princess DVD. Reese requested to watch it the other morning, and I replied, "Oh sweetie, we can't, remember? We lent it out to...." nothing. No memory. No recollection of where it went.
Today, a friend returned my electric breast pump. Not that I've been needing it, or anything...but I don't even remember letting her borrow it.
And now I have two near-identical tiny food processors. Both new. One with packaging, one without.
What. The. Heck.
I think I am going CrAzY!
I think I am going CrAzY!
The really sad thing is that I don't even know WHICH is the one that I purchased. And the broken one (or at least the one I'm too stupid to figure out how to work) does not have a box. I DO know it was brand new, though because it still had the little cardboard thingie inside to protect the blade and styrofoam all over it.
And HOW the heck did it get in my kitchen??!?! Is this a joke?
Does this happen to you? Do you have any excess brain activity to share? Can you think for me for the next 4 1/2 months? What if there's something wrong with me? Maybe Marge (the naked stinky leather jacket neighbor) hasn't actually told me that she has Alzheimers 6 times in past 3 weeks. Maybe I have Alzheimers!
I might have to stop lending my things out until I find my memory...or set up some sort of card-catalog system. Do I have something of yours that you need back?
Do YOU have something of mine? Um...can I have it back please?
