A disappointment

My smoothie-maker hates me. I don't know why. All I've ever offered it is love, a nice home in the kitchen, and ritual cleaning after each use. But lately it has become possessed. Making fruit smoothies it decides it does not wish to remain together and the base releases from the plastic cup, sending out juices to stain my nice white counter. I thought perhaps I was working it too hard, making smoothies that were too thick, but today it did it with a very thin liquid. I wanted to make a frozen chai latté to celebrate the completion of my final paper, and I thought I would give it a try. I made sure everything was there and tightly fitted together, yet it still drained liquid all over my counter. I think it sensed that I was about to add more ice, and it just couldn't take it. I'm sorry, hun, but that's just the way a smoothie works . . . it needs to be thick. What else could I do? I sighed, cleaned up the mess, set my smoothie-maker aside, and borrowed my housemates, which delivered up a magnificent frozen chai latté. I do not wish to abandon my own smoothie-maker; it was good to me for six long months, but I'm afraid it may be time to call the smoothie-maker doctor to see what might be done to sustain and/or appease this one.