I think maybe I’ve had too many diet Cokes tonight, even for me. I feel like my nerves are hooked up to the Honda battery.

Just checked my blood sugar. Yikes. I’m not telling. You’ll yell at me.

That’s what I get for eating that cookie. But oh man, they smelled so good, and Hub didn’t notice one missing cookie. I made them with Splenda, too. But the chocolate chips had sugar in them, so that’s probably what dunnit.

I guess I’ll bounce around the house a few more minutes and then hit the sack. IF I can hit it. In this condition, I might miss it.