Cookie Music Therapy

     Ended my pity party by baking myself some huge chocolate chip cookies. And cranking up the stereo to some WRCN. I don't know what it is about fresh chocolate chips cookies straight from the oven but I obsess about them. Been thinking about making them since I bought a new bag of choc. chips a week or so ago. Tried and tried NOT to make them as I'm also trying to lose some weight. Oh well! Finally gave up the fight and made up the dough. Just getting together the ingredients and stirring it up blasting my radio while no one's here made me feel a whole lot better. Growing up WBAB or WRCN was always on the radio. And the radio was always on.
     My own special type of therapy. All morning I tried to block out the day and stay in bed or on the couch. Just wasn't in the mood for anything. Didn'w want to do anything. Didn't care. Of course Jacob bugging and reminding me about going to school and, "Is it time to go yet?" didn't help much. Gave up and showered finally at about 11:30am. Tried to keep him busy with TV while I had lunch and then it would have been time to go. Then the power went out and he was in my face all through the crappy lunch I made for myself. Driving back home after dropping Jake off I decided if power was back I was having some cookies. Without power I could not have baked them anyway as my stove is electric.
     Cookies it was. And as soon as I started I knew I needed the music. We have a stereo under the cabinet in the kitchen but it doesn't get in many stations. Not long ago I got a portable radio thinking it'd be used outside mostly. It's sitting under the under cabinet stereo on the counter in the kitchen now. After today there is where it will stay. I try to keep the counters as uncluttered as possible but for now I want my radio with the stations I like that come in on it. I can only take so much WALK or WBLI. The only stations that ever really came in on the other stereo. Old stuff I knew and grew up with mixed in with some new rock and roll works much better for me. I know that's not really my husbands cup of tea but oh well. He won't be home tonight anyway, Yankee game with Emily. Maybe it's my lack of alone time driving to and from work cranking the radio. The radio in the car I barely drive anymore has the satellite radio and I definitely miss my Hair Nation station. And my alone time in the car singing along with the radio at the top of my lungs.  
     Food and music. Things to comfort that you can count on. I swear I better not gain anymore weight though. Maybe I'll have to kick up the music more often and add some dancing exercise therapy instead of the food preparation to it. For now my belly is full of warm chocolatey yumminess. And my radio is still going strong. I swear even the commercials on this station are better. F'in transmission, F and J, hysterical! Too bad my husband takes care of the car or I'd go there just because I like their commercial! And I got in some writing again. Go Me! Next time I aim for a lot of writing though, not just some.