Not exactly breakfast in bed, but...

On the way to the radio station this morning, I happened to turn on the radio (imagine that) and discovered that the Bob Bell show (one of our morning talk shows) was about food. Not only that, but they were also making omelets and Belgian waffles in the studio. As I made the long drive to work (okay, just fifteen minutes), I had to listen to people eat and talk about how good the food was. I’m telling ya, I had to fight like crazy to not speed like a demon down I-40. When I arrived at the station a year later, I joined the show, ate an omelet and waffle, and got to share with the world how delicious it was.

I love my job.