Hebrew homework is preying on my mind, enough that it bubbled up as the center of an “unprepared” dream also involving kind and gracious military veterans (all men) whom I didn’t know. Yeah, I do need to look that up. So in an effort to write more than yesterday (e.g., nil) but herd myself back to Hebrew… or World Religions, since there’s a quiz in the morning…
My Sweetie made chocolate chip cookies Friday. In the vein of Toll House, my absolute fave.
And I may be turning into my father.
Because my unit dose of CCCookie is two. Regardless of size, and these are as big as my size-9 hands.
Friday I had… four? warm-from-the-oven cookies at 9pm.
Saturday I had cookies for lunch-dessert. And for snack. I went out for dinner, so they were out of reach… but I had cookies before I went to bed at midnight.
Sunday: more of same. I’m pretty sure I have not had any for breakfast yet, but I would not testify under oath to that effect.
Today I managed to merge my mid-morning snack (cookies) into my lunch.
But as I drove home, I glared at myself, pointing out that I’d had sufficient calories to fuel my system until dinner (!), so no snack was necessary.
I reminded myself that I hadn’t had a whole lot of water/tea today, and that would be helpful. I could pour myself a large glass of tea and sip that while I studied. Think ‘cookie’? Sip tea!
I’m on my second glass since 4pm.