This discovery is bittersweet. Have you ever had one of those moments
when you think you've discovered something truly unique? You know, one
of those instances when you look at your discovery and think, "Wow! This
is... I've got to go tell people about this immediately!" No? Am I the only
one? Well, here's my latest ego-crushing reality-two-by-four-to-the-face
Based on the picture above I think you can see where this is headed.
There I was, leaning against the kitchen counter, minding my own
business, when I spied some things on the same counter that *gasp* my
daughters were supposed to have put away. I saw the blender base and a
nearby canning jar. Being keenly in touch with the MacGyver side of my
personality, I looked at them and, with an almost Terminator-like scan, I
thought, "Oh yeah, those two things were clearly made for each other!"
With great expectation I grabbed the jar and quickly mated it to the
blender base. As I screwed them together I was already thinking about the
possibilities of my discovery. I could make personal milkshakes (more on
that later), small batches of marinades or sauces, homemade mayonnaise,
salad dressings, the list was almost endless.
Eager to share what was sure to be an earth-shattering culinary discovery,
I showed our youngest daughter, Chloe. She was amazed, as she should
have been. The moment that I mentioned the possibility of personalized
milkshakes, with a built-in serving glass, her eyes lit up and I could tell that
she got it. Within moments she had me convinced that we must make
milkshakes immediately to test this new-found awesomeness.
Sandi was out and about with the older two girls, so I called her and asked
her to get some ice cream sandwiches on the way home. She did, and the
three girls enjoyed ice cream sandwich shakes. It worked flawlessly.
Today, as I was thinking about how cool this post would be, I did
something that would quickly bring me a strong dose of reality. I Googled
"blender mason jar" (without the quotes). I was shocked when I found that
apparently everyone but me knew that small mouth canning jars fit the
average household blender base.
Although my ego was bruised, I held out some hope that some of you, my
beloved readers, would find this discovery to be as exciting as I initially