Thank You, Television, for Making My Weekend and Making Me Fat

I spent a lot of this weekend on the sofa. Well, not the entire weekend. I hit up a couple of E.A.S.T. studios and caught the Murdocks/Kinch/Local H show on Sunday night. But most of the weekend was spent on the sofa watching Flashdance and TV shows on DVD.

Television is magical, and in most cases, a waste of time. TV also makes me fat. But why does some stuff on television have to be so wonderful?

Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip Cookies

Peanut butter is good for everyone – athletes who needs juts of protein and sugar,  school children who love the comforting PB&J for lunch every day, dogs, and just regular-o people like me who just like to slather it on everything.

Except for babies. Peanut butter is not so good for babies. The gooey-ness makes for a severe choking hazard, plus they could be allergic. Thus, no peanut butter for babies.

I like peanut butter in and on just about anything sweet, although eating globs of it by the spoonful can be quite unattractive. You know what I’m talking about. It’s that nasty smacking, “crap, I have goo all over the roof of my mouth” sound that goes with eating globs of peanut butter.