You have enough cookies

I had a busy day today and a late meeting that turned into a mutual bitch fest with someone, she had to unload, I was a willing ear. I'm not sure how I feel about her, she's a director level person and a little intense. But I think a lot of people don't respect her, or don't listen to her, or when she's holding firm and standing her ground on a decision, people do a round about and go behind her back to higher ups and then she gets her ass handed to her... when she is 100% right in the first place. 

She is the literal owner of one of the products that I support that we are rebuilding, and I think she really likes me (I mean, who would not) and I support her. I feel for her. 

It is super hard to be a woman in tech. 

While she and I were gabbing, Geoff made dinner. So it was all ready when I finished. That was a nice thing to realize. I thought he was going to go out to the market for an ingredient for this soup he made but he said "eh, it's only one ingredient. meh." I honor that decision. 

After I cleaned up from dinner, I got to baking the last batch of cookie dough. I make it the night before, split it into 4 piles and wrap it in cling wrap. At some point in the afternoon, I take out the blobs, let them come up to warmer but not fully thawed temps, and make cookies. 

At some point, I was putting cookies into containers, over and over, cookies.... cookies..... cookies. And I said to Geoff "do you think I should make more shapes? Do I need more trees or stars or ..."

"You have enough cookies," deadpan Geoff says to me. 

Yeah, you know, you're right, I do. I do. 

Tomorrow, I think I'll make some plain white frosting and decorate the snowflakes and mickey mouse faces. that way, they'll be solid/dry for decorating with colors (ie: black ears, etc). I have to figure out some container options for frosting. 

S told me that H has been talking about this for a week, with the level of excitement that he's going to Disney World or something. 

This is honestly on the level of going. to. Disney. for this kid. 

Can't wait. 

Here's a picture of hen from 2022. Can't wait to take more Saturday. 

Digits, below.

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours.  rather chilly/brisk walk. 30 min/1.62 mi. Fitbit measured me moving boxes around in the basement looking for christmas stuff, 17 min/.45 mi (I'll take a measured fitbit report!) 11k+ stepsby bedtime

blood glucose:

9am: 101
4:15pm: 97 
11:45pm: 94

food & meds:
9am: jardiance+phentermine
9am: 2 slices of amish cheese bread toasted w/butter
1:45: met+glip (remembered today! lol)
2:15pm: atkins protein shake
4:15pm: one cat shaped sugar cookie (the leg, she was deformed...)
6:15pm: bowl of southwestern chicken soup a la Geoff, shredded cheese and left over nachos on top.
7pm: ramekin of cashews 
9pm: met+glip
vodka & diet tonic