Crumbs in the butter
As For Our House, We Do Real Real Good "Hey you need to decide who you’re going to serve…as for me and my house, we’re gonna serve the Lord” (Paraphrased from Joshua 24:15) Has anyone ever said to you “Hey, I’m just being real”? And if so, have you ever wanted to respond “Duh, Sherlock, I didn’t think you were a zombie!”? Using this popular excuse for simply being rude, like using our Southern phrase “Bless his heart” as a gentle way of saying “Well, that was stupid!” just doesn’t always cut it with me! This is where my blog has, it seems, a SQUIRREL moment (you know like from the movie UP). This morning (okay, technically it was this past Sunday) I was fixing myself a tomato on toast sandwich with “butter” and noticed that the product description read “Real taste from real ingredients” and I thought to myself “Well duh, everything we touch is real so it really doesn’t matter whether it comes from a cow, from corn, or from a chemical factory, if it is tangible,