How I Broke My Blender

Dear Turkey,
Today we are going to do our first blog giveaway! We are giving away a Vitamix!
Just kidding. I really wish that we were rich and famous bloggers and we could give away a Vitamix. I would give it to myself, since you already have one, and you and I are the only people who read this blog. Maybe you could start blogging about how great yours is, and then the Vitamix company will send us a free one as a promotion.
Dream on.
In the meantime I will tell you about how I think I broke my blender. I'm not 100% sure it's broken, since I've been afraid to try it again after it started smoking and smelling like burnt tires. And I already broke my food processor (screw came out), but I'm also pretending that it's not broken either. Here is something that I have in my kitchen that will probably never break.
That said, this is how I may have broken my blender, and it was almost worth it.

(Photo: weeliclious.com)

(NB: You would think that I would know the Italian word for "fry" since I did gain about ten pounds when I studied abroad in Italy.)

(Another NB: it's 7:00 and I am at work...not in bed, thank you very much.)

I moss you,

Tofu