My juicer and I have been together three weeks now and I’m still in the infatuation stage. The first week I dreamed about green drinks, thought about what ingredients to use and visited with my juicer several times a day. I learned that if I wanted to partake of green juice every morning I’d have to get up 10 minutes earlier so I’d have time to clean it out before leaving for work. I was so besotted it was worth a little less sleep. I introduced my children to the juicer. In the afternoons we’d make fresh apple juice, watermelon / raspberry / mint drinks and tangerine splashes.
I threw caution to the wind and spent every free moment with my juicer. When I couldn’t make juice I thought about what to make next. I’m usually cautious with my children- not pulling them into relationships until I know they will last. With my juicer I just didn’t care. I haven’t had this big of a crush since I met my husband 18 years ago.
Back when I was in college, my wise best friend and I realized that the first 2 months of a relationship are the magical, perfect times when your partner can do no wrong. His little quirks are endearing. You spend as much time as possible together and when you are not in contact you are thinking of and longing for the other. We always said, “Never move in with or get engaged in the first 2 months because you will regret it.” If a relationship lasts longer than 3 months, it may have some true potential.
My juicer is the best- powerful, strong and allows me to be creative- to express myself. It has welcomed my children, played with them, entertained them and nourished them. My juicer is loyal, waits patiently on the counter for me to engage with it.
If it occasionally makes an awful metallic grinding noise because the filer is not pushed in just so- that’s ok. If it takes me an extra 15 minutes every morning to clean, I can handle that. If the filter is so fine you have to scrub really hard to get out all the particles and potentially scrape up your fingers, I’m willing to risk it.
My juicer is so cute, so sturdy, so clever…. Wait, how long did I say it has been? 3 weeks? Before you take my word for it check back with me in 6 weeks. I just hope my children don’t end up hurt and disillusioned. Maybe I should have waited to introduce them.
