
Last year around this time one of Wayne’s co-workers gave him a Magic Bullet. Well, it was intended for the both of us.
I had just started chemo. I couldn’t eat much. I didn’t feel like eating much. However, I had a hankering for banana shakes. Not with ice cream or anything. Just a simple blend of bananas, milk and a little bit of vanilla sugar.
However, I didn’t always have the energy after whipping up one of my banana shakes to clean out the blender. Wayne was doing most of the dishes at this point.
Along with working his day job, taking care of cleaning cat boxes and walking Murph three times a day, picking up groceries, fixing dinner, doing laundry, cleaning the house…I wasn’t able to do much back then. Cleaning out the awkward blender left him belly aching.
Well, his answer was just to throw the parts in the dish washer. But fat lot of good that did me when we weren’t running it every day. I’d have to ask him to help me clean it. (My left arm was useless and trying to do things one-handed drained what energy I had that much faster.)
His co-worker Rosemary had the answer: the Magic Bullet.
I’d seen them on TV and thought they looked neat, but I was wary because it was being peddled in infomercials. Can’t trust what you see on TV and all that.
But Rosemary had bought one and loved it. LOVED IT! She said we absolutely had to have one so she ran out and got us one.
It didn’t take but one use for Wayne to see why Rosemary had been raving. No awkward pieces to clean up anymore!
And he quickly started whipping himself up his own version of Slushies…just juice or Gatorade with some ice. He was making those from the moment he got up until he left for work, and that was among the first things he’d do when he cam home at night.
Yes, we’ve greatly enjoyed the Magic Bullet ever since. It’s a Happily Ever After Small Appliance story.
But I got to watching the infomercial again the other night. They were doing all sorts of things with the Magic Bullet. Including grinding coffee.
Not that I’m a coffee connoisseur. I only drink it occasionally, and always decaf. (It doesn’t seem to upset my tummy like regular coffee often does.)
Anyway, I’ve always wanted to grind my own coffee at home and then brew it. Just to try it. Mostly because anytime I can play with my food I’m on it! Grinding looked fun!
Sure, I can use the grinders in the store. But to have one at home would be neater. Plus, then I could see if it really does brew a fresher cup.
So when I saw that was one of the things we could do, I bought some decaf beans and went hunting for the other blade. (Wayne had stashed all the parts that came with our Magic Bullet because he was the one to unpack it.)
Anyway, I found it PLUS all the other shaker tops and stuff that came with it –which I also saw demonstrated the other night and didn’t even know we had!
WOOHOO! More playing with my food to come!
And how was the grinding process and the resulting cup of Joe? As fun as I’d hoped (maybe even funner) and DELICIOUS!