My mother is addicted to butter!
We happen to be out of butter for the first time in fifteen years. We normally have a back up box of butter, and as soon as someone touches the back up box, Mother announces that it's time to go shopping.
Well, somewhere along the line, we used all the butter, and now I'M in the dog house. It seems that it is MY responsibility to make sure that we always have butter! (snort!)
When we go grocery shopping we both have lists. I'm surprised that butter doesn't head her list. I'm not sure why I'm the bad guy here, but I'm not going out to buy a pound of butter right now. It will have to wait until tomorrow, and I bet I will hear about this for the rest of my life!
Comments (2)
No butter is right up there with no clean socks. If you must hear about this for the rest of your life, perhaps it will be mercifully short--LOL.
Posted by Cop Car | September 16, 2004 10:09 PM
Posted on September 16, 2004 22:09
We came home with FOUR pounds of butter today. That ought to hold her a day or two.
Posted by Buffy | September 17, 2004 3:26 PM
Posted on September 17, 2004 15:26