The Day I Actually Gave Thought To a Bacon Cheeseburger

For 10 years I was a vegetarian. Most people, when finding out I didn't eat carcass, would ask why. Read the John Robbins books and you get the picture. On September 30th of last year I was in the midst of a heartache, just separating from my husband, and decided I was going to eat chicken. Just like that. I was standing in line to order by boring veggie salad at a Mexican restaurant and decided.....mmmm....chicken. All 10 years of principles out the window in an instant decision of chicken on top of my salad. Now I cannot get enough. I won't go into the times I have actually salivated and swallowed whole pieces of pork, chicken, beef, etc. Roast on a Sunday...the smells of it "roasting" in my crock pot fill my house and I wonder how it is I actually went 10 years. 10 years (!) without any sort of animal. Today I was driving home from running errands for work, and as my friend Stefanie states "just got starving." I realized I needed to drive as quickly as possible for the greasiest, largest bacon cheeseburger on the planet. Now I am not a large person, but when I was ordering and subsequently eating this delight, I realized I could eat 45 of these delectables in one sitting. I could devour 45 large bacon cheeseburgers and smile at how they melt in my mouth and make my tummy happy. I was once told that I have an appetite of 10 men. Driving my car and eating this wondrous blend of grease, I realized, it is a good thing I am a runner. I am a 400 pound woman trapped in a skinny body.