Before you read our post about the above picture, you have to hear the background. I was feeling pretty sad about my mixer since I’ve had it for as long as I can remember. I needed to write a post, so in an effort to lift my spirit, I decided to write a parody about it. Those who know me, know that this is one of my quirky ways of humoring myself–and it usually works.
I didn’t think Tom would actually let me post this, since I was playing around not really being serious. A couple of minutes ago, (it’s 9:52p on Monday night) I told Tom that I didn’t think he would let me post what I had just written–a parody about my mixer. He started laughing from the kitchen telling me to come see what he was doing. He was on Craig’s List looking for a replacement mixer for me. 🙂 We laughed and decided to share my little song with you. I guess having only a couple more pieces of pie in the fridge is countdown enough for him.
He knows me well and cares for me in such practical ways. Maybe it’s because I serenade him with such songs as this soon-to-be classic:
An Ode To My Faithful Mixer
(Sung to American Pie, by Don Mclean)
A long, long time ago
I can still remember how my mixer used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance I could bake great things from France
We’d be fat and happy for awhile.
But yesterday made me shiver
With every whip my mixer quivered
Smoke poured out the motor
Bad News–parts can’t be ordered
Something burned up deep inside
The day my mixer D.I.E.D.
I started singing…
Bye, bye, my American pies
Drove my mixer to the limit, and I think I could cry
Good ol’ seven quart went burning down with a sigh
Saying, “This would be the day that it died.”