Wolfgang Marks, my brilliant chef-in-residence, made me a cheeseburger tonight.

Hi. Me again. It’s 10:37 Thursday morning and I just finished two recorded TV shows that Sam always refuses to watch with me … “Project Runway All-Stars” and “The Real Housewives of New Jersey.” (Trust me, I fully understand his objections.)

Life is good. I’ve been binge-watching endless episodes of “Bar Rescue.”

I didn’t write a Howdygram post yesterday. Get over it, okay? I was under the weather again with those goddamn burning spasms [see Saturday’s post] and just didn’t feel like expressing myself. Instead I filled my day with multiple bowls of Maruchan Hot & Spicy Bowl Noodles with Shrimp, a pair of orange Hostess cupcakes — these definitely looked better than they tasted — and binge-watching 27 episodes of “Bar Rescue.”

Please let me know if you’re making any plans to remember the Alamo this year.

It wasn’t my plan to write a Howdygram post tonight, but I’ve been through a roller-coaster ride of emotional turmoil today that deserves an explanation. So … here I am.