Mmmmmm . . . butter

I pride myself in keeping a well stocked " cubbard " and refrigerator. My sister laughs at me because I always seem to have the ingredients needed to make even the most obscure recipes. You need a spice? I've got it! Out of sour cream? No problem! Forgot to pick up eggs? How many do you need? I've got 18 right here! So it was nothing new to pick up the phone the other day and hear my neighbor on the other end, asking if she could borrow a stick of butter. Butter. BUTTAH . That Yellow Goddess of all things Good and Delicious! The one thing that I could (but NEVER have) bite right into . . . . ah, Butter. If I could have, I would have given both Katie and Ella the middle name of "Butter". Yum. Imagine my horror when I looked into my frig and discovered . . . I was OUT . . . of butter. WHAT!?!!?!!! HOW COULD THIS BE???? "I'm out of Butter!" I told my neighbor. "Oh, that's ok . I have to run to the store, so I'll pick some up,"...