lamb in the microwave

i'm sure i'm not alone in having at least a handful of topics that i've gone on about so many times with so many people and in so many situations that i can't remember who and/or what i've told. so please forgive me if i've said this before here, but i've got a bit of a problem.

my problem is my odd fascination with lamb butter.

i know, i know...it's past time for it this year. but my local supermarket has got it on special now, because they didn't sell all they'd got in for the holiday. so it's extra cheap, and so two little lambs have gone home with me~~~!

i'd never bought any before. one of them ended up melting away in the microwave when i was making cookies the other day. the other is safely nestled in my fridge, awaiting beheading and spreading onto a piece of toast, or a bagel, or a sandwich...whatever happens to strike our fancy at that particular moment.

i can't explain it in the least. the cakes don't fascinate me nearly so much, although my sister seems to have an odd prediliction for chocolatey-frosted lambcake butt.

perhaps it's familial?

all i know is, i still haven't made the red velvet cake i meant to when my sister gave me that Harry Potter cake tin. mmm, bloody Harry cake...*.*;;;