I was force fed a peanut butter blizzard tonight. The culprit is my good “buddy” Jean. First she tricked me by saying she will walk with me and Elvis. Then she casually mentioned a blizzard would be nice. Let me treat you. Ha ha. What she was really thinking was, come on, you need to fatten up!!! I suspect Elvis was in on the deception. He greeted Aunty Jean like a lost friend and it was the first time they supposedly met. Hmmm now I wonder…..