baked with hate

ok. thats a little extreme. not hate exactly but...resent? minor annoyance? aggrievance? (what a great word). more like: these better be fucking appreciated. what am i talking about? my self imposed tradition of holiday cookie baking...thats what im talking about. anyway its taking way too long this year. and im way behind and nobody is going to get them by xmas and are they even worth it? when all is packed and paid and shipped and broken into little stale cookie bits? and i can hear the complaints already: no white chocolate chip macadamia nuts? (no dad, nobody else likes those. especially me) but im allergic to walnuts (actually no walnuts were used this year lee. serious) these chocolate chip cookies are too flat (yes, yes they are. i failed to adjust for altitude this year. sorry). what the fuck are these? (oh--biggest mistake of the season: 7 layer "magic bars". sucky mess. will not repeat ever)... ugh. im 9 months pregnant here people give me a break. oh speaking of pregnant. last night i had heart burn so bad i woke up coughing and choking i went into the bathroom and coughed so hard i threw up into the sink. serves me right tho. i ate half a calzone for dinner at like 7:30-8pm. half a calzone with pepperoni sausage mushrooms onions jalopenos and pineapple. see i discovered the secret to sleeping is to have "dinner" at around 4. and then maybe a little snack at night of yogurt or something. but god i love pepperoni. well, i gotta go dip shortbread in chocolate....with love with love