C is for Cookie.

And Clintasha. :p They try to steal my yummy black and whites. Saw them at the bakery...and was overwhelmed by nostalgia for the bakery cookies I had growing up in New York City. They also had Italian rainbow cookies...but I passed on those. No way they're as good as mine.




Had a follow-up with the doctor. I've lost another pound and a half. :p She's still baffled by the blood from my urine test, and wants me to take the test again in two weeks. Argggggh.