I've mentioned my Sundays before. I'm so grateful for them. And even though my work situation has changed and I'm not at the front desk interacting as much I still need my Sundays, maybe now more than I did then. Now I'm working full time and so its added a need for downtime in my life. I'm so grateful for the chance on my Sundays to breathe. I get a minimum of 6 hours all by myself on Sundays. Bliss. Sometimes that looks like grocery shopping, cleaning, or cooking. Or other times it has looked like I am a lump on the couch and I gorge on either TV/Movies or Reading or sometimes its a mix of both! I sometimes don't even turn on my phone and I am on social media very little, I truly try to breathe by unplugging the ways I know I need for sanity. It makes for a happier, more joyful, rested in spirit Beth and the people in my life are probably pretty grateful for that. :)
There are two probable origins for this idiom and I think both are equally plausible. The first one is that when you spread butter on bread you are buttering it up like one would do when trying to flatter someone. The second is in ancient India there was a practice of throwing balls of butter at statues to ask for favor, i.e. buttering them up. ( source ) When we use the phrase today we generally mean that extreme flattery is used to gain information or favor. It's not always necessarily a compliment.
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