See that pile? What's on top? A blue fleece blanket, right? WRONG. It's my Snuggie. That's right. This is both a magic trick and a confession. I bought a mother flipping blanket with sleeves at a consignment store for $5 many moons ago (reading light still in box!), and let me just say this: IT'S AWESOME. I'm just embarrassed enough of my snuggie love that I invented this magic trick. If I fold it up real special, it can be disguised as a regular ol' blue fleece blanket in my blanket pile. The true magic might just be how warm a fleece blanket is, but I can't lie about how awesome those sleeves are when trying to eat snack and be warm at the same time.
I have a pretty bad potty mouth and I'm not afraid to use it. I think I have been afraid to use it here because I don't want to offend anyone, but fuck that noise. Good chance that Hot Butter posts in the future might contain a word or two that your grandma might not appreciate. My grandma too. She thinks "fart" is a bad word.
I am probably nuts, but I believe there's some kind of freaky 2012 magic in the air that is messing with people. I'm going to circle this back to how I started this confession and end it with this: Since the beginning of 2012, I feel like I'm the craziest of all time (and that's ok!).
Speaking of probably being crazy, I put in my two weeks notice at the old day job, and next Thursday is my last day. I'm excited about new opportunities. I'm sad about leaving an awesome job and the coworkers I love (who shall remain to be my weirdo friends in the future!) and also a little jealous of the people who still get to work there, but I'm firm in my belief that my reasons for leaving are stronger than the reasons to stay. I'm pretty lucky that I can decide to quit my job without lining another one up first, and I'm a little bit scared that I'll have problems finding a new job. Chainsaw says I shouldn't be because I'm awesome and everyone will want to hire me. Ok. Got that universe? Crazy 2012 universe? You want this shit.
Ok, that's enough for now. I don't want to get all overwhelmy with my confessions. I do want to be HERE more and in a more present, personal way. I hope you're all ready for this jelly.
Yes, this panda is real (to me and Felix and Laureal).
P.S. This is my 327th post, which is my birthday number of posts, which is awesome and I'm way happy about that!