All Sorts of Gadgety Goodness

There just aren't many things that warm the heart of one like me more than when I get invited to a party dedicated entirely to gadgets. And how much better is it when I can legitimately profess that I ne-e-e-e-d to go because it furthers my never-ending and generally unsuccessful quest to become a domestic goddess. Really it does. Now what man can argue with that? Not Muh Main Man. Or perhaps he's just indulging me.

So I bounced gleefully off to a Pampered Chef party a couple of weeks ago and have been checking my doorknob each and every day for the delivery of the u-tin-suls that are now gracing my kitchen utensil caddy. I just love it that they have their own caddy. Oh, it makes my heart uh-flutter, it does. Now at this time of the year, many a party-goer is looking for gift items for their loved ones who are all cook-ey and bake-ey and all. That is a bit much to ask of me. I get within catalog-view of the loveliness and my wish list just grows ever longer. Unfortunately it is usually for stuff which I will never use. Since I'm not a master chef. Or even a decent cook for that matter. Just ask my son. But I love each and every item, nonetheless. Recently I have curtailed my wild imaginations of becoming Rachel Ray and have kept my order forms to containing everyday items that, if not used for edible material, will do an equally fine job on play-dough or craft projects.

So last night, I did nearly have a conniption and heart-attack rolled into one when I careened into the driveway, late for the 8 o'clock episode of Kid Nation and happened to glance on the kitchen counter. Muh Main Man had failed, I say, failed to tell me in our many text messages back & forth that my dearly beloved utensils had arrived. At long last.

I sacrificed and missed the juvenile cuteness of Kid Nation while I ripped open each package and dreamed of creative ways I am gonna use them. I even thought of a few cooking uses for one or two of them.
So here they are in all their beauty. I'm not even going to tempt you with the useful cuteness of the teeny tiny measuring cup that measures teaspoons. Can you even believe it?! How great is that? I have one more piece that's not shown because it was a spatula that was used to serve lasagna this very night. Proving that even frozen lasagna can feel Pampered when properly served.