And I'm going to celebrate!
It only took 20 years.
We had a tumultuous relationship.
We went around and around.
Tonight was the last time I will ever have to turn him on...
He got over heated and then he died.
It was the late time he'll ever beat --- cake mix.
My mix master was pronounced dead at 8:30 pm this evening.
I find the moment bittersweet.
He was a gift from Mr. and he served me well.
But deep down I always wanted a red kitchen aid mixer.
So, now I can get what I want, but I'll miss the little guy in the closet.