What is it about Nutter Butters?

Random Goodness…

My name is TJ and I have a problem. See, I can’t keep Nutter Butters in my house. Because I will open a package, sit down somewhere and slowly, but surely eat them until somebody stops me or asks for one. Why don’t they make 100 calorie snack packs of these things? Sigh.

This weekend, I was saved from myself because the kids were on hand. They were intrigued by the peanut shape, and even more intrigued by the peanut smell. Therefore, I had to share the package. My second oldest, Nat, really loved them and he is the pickiest eater of the bunch. I was glad he found something to eat that he enjoyed.

I know times are hard, but dang…

I have to pray with one eye open now? I guess I have to if I go to church in Westbury, NY, because this one broad hit up a churchgoer who was praying Sunday and took cash from a lady’s purse while she took communion on May 10. Now normally, I’m not for keeping anybody out of church, but um, maybe the ushers should be on alert or something. There’s always the squinty-eyed prayer, like the one my folks used to make sure we kids weren’t pulling any funny stuff.