Seriously.

I'm not pregnant. I feel like I should put that out there.  We are making a Lenten Sacrifice to not drink or eat meat, no babies. Not yet, things to do first.

Actually this post is about butter.  

I made popcorn from scratch, aka on the stovetop, which with a Le Crusette is what I imaging what using a shake weight must feel like. After all that effort I found that we had no butter to melt onto my hard earned Oscar watching snack. 

Wopwopwop. 

I ate it anyways, with the dregs from the butter dish and lots of salt.