I finally did it - I killed my blender. Crapolita. I am a fairly frequent protein shake flier, usually having one a day after my hardest workout of the day because I do believe in post workout refuelling and I really can't face solid food when I'm hot and sweaty. Dunno why, but I've always been like that so I go with what works. (I'm even more fussy about eating before a workout. It's all about avoiding nausea, but it's a PITA.) I like my shakes fairly thick - approaching Wendy's Frostee thick - so the milk/pp to frozen fruit ratio tends to favor that outcome, which can be hard on a table top blender's engine. I used the Magic Bullet for a while, but the teeth in the base broke off. Tried a fairly cheap smoothie maker, and that worked fairly well - until the jar cracked. Finally invested in a "real" blender, a Cuisinart, and the thin lasted me - eh, I'm guessing three years? Which probably isn't bad, all things considered, and given the price (I think I spent about $60).
Poor thing had a really hard time of things this morning. Even using the ice crush feature, it had a hard time breaking things down, and when I went into regular blend mode... the noise was not good. After about a minute smoke started coming out of the base, which I also figured was Not Good, so I unplugged the thing and enjoyed a chunkier than usual shake. The base "works," in that the motor turns, but it sounds ill, and I doubt it could crush an overripe tomato. Soooo, I need a new blender. I'd love to buy a fancy Vita-Mix or Blendtec, but for upwards of $400, that's not in the cards right now. I'm probably going to wind up with a Kitchenaid model for less than a quarter of that, so here's hoping their blenders are even half as good as their stand mixers.
Also coming out of the budget, all of a sudden - for whatever reason, I decided to try on my jeans yesterday. Holy flaming shit, they don't even nearly fit. I don't think I weigh that much less than when I bought them, but I guess I've done some serious body restructuring because I SWIM in them - they would look stupid even with a belt, and that is by my decidedly questionable fashion standards. So, shit. Now I need jeans, and what's worse I need to refigure out my size. Which means, I can't just order online, and let the jeans appear at my door, as is my preferred way to shop.
Crap.
Unexpected purchases that aren't even fun. Ugh! Hate that.
ReplyDeleteBut I love "crapolita." The actual crapolita, but the word. :)