Cute grapic but it reminds me of an incident about mixers.
When my hubby was in the Navy, we were living in one of those large military apartment units and one of the neighbors came running to our place to tell us that one of the neighbor gals had her fingers hung in the beaters of her mixer. Of course we went running and hubby patiently worked with it (I can’t remember exactly how) but he freed her fingers and I think she had to run over to the base to get her fingers checked out. He was a Hospital Corpsman and could do those type things a lot better than any of us ladies. OUR HERO that day!
Thank you for all those nice compliments and comments on all the OTHER posts today! You and Majie never miss one. :)