who am I?

I just had a realization. I'm going to a friend's house tonight for a going away party for a friend moving back to London. I was about to ask one of the partygoer's if his female companion would be joining him, to get a rough number for how many cookies would be required. Except that I haven't the stuff to make cookies. I haven't baked in over 6 weeks....probably a couple weeks longer than that. This is weird. I think I'll have to rectify this soon. It is such an odd thing that all my friends here have no real idea that I'm a big baker. I feel like I'm living a double life!