Ridiculously excited about my new breadmaker

You may think all I'm doing is sitting here writing my blog, but you'd be wrong. I'm also making bread. My husband gave me a breadmaker for Christmas and it's the best gift ever. You just put everything inside and switch it on, and (after a rather agonising four-hour wait) you end up with a perfectly-baked loaf of bread. Kitchen gadgets like this change hands every Christmas because we all want something to play with on Xmas Day. But some are infinitely better than others.

Juicer/smoothy maker.
Great in theory - think of all that healthy freshly-squeezed juice after the excesses of Xmas. But you actually have to buy up the entire contents of a greengrocer's and torture it through various tubes, filters and syphoning agents to end up with a thimbleful of juice. You then down it in one before dismantling your toy to wash all those tubes and filters.

Slow cooker
Not a great deal of fun, but a real winner anyway. At last you can cook and go to the pub at the same time.

Toasted sandwich maker.
How clever - you butter the sandwich on the OUTside, which greases the sandwich maker and prevents it from sticking. So you end up with a greasier-than-you'd-like-it toasted sandwich and a contraption that you have to clean. Two problems that you don't get with the traditional option - ie the grill. (Yes, that's right - I never clean my grill).

Waffle maker
This was a big hit. Did you know that you can cast aside the scales and throw in eggs, flour, sugar and butter with abandon and still end up with something ressembling a waffle?

Potato peeler.
This involves putting the potatoes and some water into a big bowl and then manually turning a handle many, many times until you end up with tennis elbow and a piebald pile of potatoes that you have to go over again with, yes, a potato peeler to check for eyes. Pointless.

Pasta maker.
The ultimate in useless kitchen gadgets. This enables you to laboriously make a flat sheet of pasta and cut it into tagliatelli (using admittedly, a rather satisfying Playdough-like attachment). You then lay it carefully it on a plate. As your pile of tagliatelli grows you become increasingly excited - only to realise that it is all sticking together to form a ball of dough again.