I have a confession. I love butter. Since I also love to bake, I try to keep a hefty supply of butter on hand at all times. However, over the last few days, I managed to run out of butter! I was ready to declare a state of emergency. Well, ok, technically I had half a stick left, but that's just not nearly enough.
When D sent me a text earlier this evening that he was about to head home, I asked if he would be willing to stop and pick up some butter. Yes, I asked him to go to the store just for butter. I wanted to make biscuits to go with supper! Anyway, here is the text conversation that followed. It amused me.
Me: I don't supposed you'd want to stop & get me some butter, would you?
Him: I could. What type?
Me: Unsalted sweet cream. Land o lakes or challenge brand.
Him: Ok. How much?
Me: 2-3 lbs.
Me: Just please make sure it's UNsalted. :-)
Him: Holy $#%@
Him: That's a lot of butter.
Me: I can't function without a stash of butter.
Him: Lol. Butter junkie?
Apparently I'm a butter junkie, and apparently my husband just figured this out...
Currently a Domestic Engineer and super proud mama to three wonderful boys -- an 11-year-old that really needs to eat fruit and veggies, a 5-year-old that needs to quit throwing his vegetables at his brother, and a sweet little 3-year-old.