back in the day, when the hubs and i were still just dating, with no legal paperwork binding us together (minus our townhouse lease)...i had a dream.
a dream of a world where one day, now that i had a place of my own and a handsome dude to cook for...i'd own what every girl dreams of.
not diamonds...even though i got those down the road.
the only thing i wanted, the one present to this day i've asked for and NOT gotten at some point...
a hot pink stand mixer.
apparently they stopped making this dream of mine before nate and i met. but he scoured the internet that first year for my birthday, trying to make my dream come true. but it was not to be.
fast forward two years and some change.
we make things legal, and people buy us lots of bed bath and beyond gift cards as a reward.
because we have a wretched old kitchen, and no counter space for my beloved. at least, not right now. there are remodels in the works.
so i've been tra-la-la-ing along, safe and secure in my knowledge that even though my mixer is hidden away...she's there.
but now....now, there is a twist in the story.
::cue dramatic music...like when something is about to go down in a movie::
IT'S MY MOTHER-FREAKING HOT PINK STAND MIXER!!!
there may not actually be words for how i felt when i saw this on williams-sonoma's website last night. i honestly contemplated running into our bedroom, where my husband was sleeping (and where he has to get up at 5am for work) and just screeching "she exists!!!!! my precious has returned to meeeeee!!!!!".
but i thought that might be a smidge much.
soooooo....is it wrong to want to return my unopened mixer to bed bath and beyond...and talk the hubs into paying the $50 difference for my pink one? or do i act like a grownup and keep the black because it is much more practical and will not look insane sitting out on a lovely granite slab one day?
what say you fellow bloggers? big girl decisions? or pretty princess mixer that i will love until i die (probably from a diabetic coma from all the buttercream i'll churn out)?