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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.


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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.

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corbyinoz
Apr. 30th, 2013 09:50 pm (UTC)
Yum! We call them neenish tarts. I love them!

I hope everything's okay with those tests...
mollybarton
May. 1st, 2013 01:05 am (UTC)
They're called Half-moons, too.

And thanks. All these tests are getting ridiculous, but it's nice to have a doctor who's really interested in making sure I'm okay.