Wanna know how much of a fat girl I am?

Okay last night Jonathan and I were watching Top Chef. I love cooking competition shows! I could watch Food Network all day! Anyway... Last night on the show they did a fried chicken competition. I LOVE FRIED CHICKEN YA'LL. Well right after we watched that show we went to bed...

And I had a dream. 

Not as good as MLK's.

In MY dream I was in a mall. And I passed by The Great American Cookie Company stand. And I was all "I'm not going to get one I'll just keep walking...." Then (because we're still in a dream here people) EVERY. SINGLE. STORE. (you're welcome Hannah)  was The Great American Cookie Company. So I got a mini doozie with m&m's. 

What? Ya'll don't remember what you order in your dreams?

Well anyway... I put my cookie on my plate and apparently they were having a "if you buy a cookie then you get a free food buffet." Right... cause that happens never.
So I walked through the buffet of food and found the fried chicken and I LOADED UP. I got 3 legs and a breast that's what she said.

I don't remember eating any of this in my dream... Do you even eat in dreams? I can't recall if I ever have... But I loaded them all up and say my fat butt down.

I have decided that I need professional help. Jillian Michael's would tear me in two for having that dream.

Have I mentioned that my blog is a "no judge" zone?? So stop judging me!

I just though this one was especially strange because apparently I will never stop being a fat girl at heart even in my dreams. 

I have issue's ya'll.

Now I'm heading to Body Pump to work off my 4 pieces of fried chicken and cookie.