Anyone who knows me I don’t miss a meal.

I am not one to miss a meal.

Except.

Tonight I was sitting at the chef’s table and realized I was light headed. I kept asking myself what the fuck was going on.

And then I realized I never had anything to eat all day.

Not my lunch.

Not my peach.

Nada.

No wonder I was fuzzy.

I remedied the situation by doing something I never ever ever do. I stopped at Burger King on my way home. Whopper with cheese. Small fry.

Yum!!!