Breakfeast.

Yes, I am aware that I spelled "breakfast" wrong, and yes I do choose to spell it that way for a reason. You see, me being such a connoisseur of food, I like to think of Breakfeast as a feast. Its the most important meal of the day, right? So I'm going to say its a feast, not fast. The reason I'm bringing this all up is I wrote a thank you letter to a friend's mom for having us over after prom for Breakfeast. In the letter I unconsciously spelled it breakfeast. I didn't want her to think I was a tard, so I clarified all of this with Charlie today for when her mom gets the letter. Another reason I'm bringing this up, is because I love Breakfeast! I could eat it for every meal just about. Pancakes, bacon, sausage, grits, waffles, eggs, biscuits, and everything else. NOM NOM NOM.

The man at the top of my blog is a fan of breakfeast as well.

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and staff, they comfort me. Psalm 23:4