Well I'm feeling good enough in the mornings now that I thought I would try my hand at baking again. So as soon as I'm done with the computer today I'm going to bake about 5 dozen cookies.
What kind you ask?
White and Milk Chocolate Macadamia nut cookies.
Oh drool time.
Now I have to be good. I can't eat them all. I did promise last week Monday, when I last saw my RE, that I'd bake them some cookies to say thanks. Oh and I can't eat much of them because of another reason; non-alcoholic fatty liver disease.
I've known for a few months now that I have non-alcoholic fatty liver disease. Recently, 1 June to be exact, I found out just how bad via the ultrasound. It could be worse but moderate is bad enough I think. I have to ask again, "why me?". I've been good. I've been dieting and watching what I eat for years. Well I'm just special is the answer.
I guess for some of us it just doesn't matter what we eat, how much we exercise, or how hard we pray if we pray at all; bad things are just going to happen whether we like it or not. I think I'll blame genetics.
I can also blame genetics and hormones for my shopping sprees too. Wait what? Yes, its true. Women tend to shop for items that make them more attractive, irregardless of price, when we are ovulating. Well ovulating is something I can do. What I can't do is make a baby with my bad eggs or at least one that will stick around any length of time.
So I'll get my happy on today making cookies. Maybe if they like the cookies so much they'll lift the sex restriction? I can hope. E-gads its been at least 6 weeks since I've been allowed sex of any kind. Hmmm...I wonder what I can put in the cookies to make them do my bidding?