The dreaded GS's...

I was a GS once (AKA Girl Scout) and would find myself knee deep in the snow selling cookies around my Sunhaven neighborhood. Door to door was the old school way; face to face and personal was the only way to pass off those thin mints. Now every time you walk into the grocery store you are bombarded by delightful little ladies pleading for you to purchase a Tagalong (my favorite)! I was recently suckered into buying 4 boxes by my very sweet coworkers daughter Helen. Helen is now 9 years old and her GS troop is great...I know because I was a personal helper one day and planted ferns. Unfortunately I am on a super strict no sugar plan until Easter so my cookies will have to rest under my desk at work. I can not have them at my house, or even in the freezer, as I know I will have an attack one night and go crazy. My other coworkers have had their cookies open since Monday and I am hearing stories of eating an entire sleeve of thin mints in one sitting. I know those stories; I am the authentic author of one too many GS cookie tastings.

So for all you little "scouts" don't think I am unsupportive of your desire to get as many patches as possible---this past GS lady needs to be able to fit into her pants again! 6 1/2 weeks until Easter (or the cookie feed!)