She delivered them on Friday and I was like, "What, in the hell, was I thinking?"
I seem to remember something about crust for a cheesecake and Thin Mints freezing well. But beyond that, it was another food shopping blackout. That happens more often than I would like to admit. I'll walk through the store getting what I actually need, see something interesting (read: not good for me) and then when I get to the checkout, the naughty Luci in me (short for Lucifer), has put them in the cart.
Now sometimes I am good and hand them to the clerk saying I have changed my mind. Far too often though, I go ahead and get it anyway. Then I try to bring it to work and pawn the bulk of the stuff off on co-workers, probably sabotaging their healthy life changes.
Anyway, I can't ask the clerk to put back the Girl Scout cookies. So, so far, I have passed off four boxes to other people as 'gifts'. The others are sitting in a giant box by my desk whispering sweet naughtiness in my ear. Some of the Peanut Butter Patties have already won a place in my stomach.
Though no worries to the little girls in green, I don't blame the Girl Scouts - I blame the cookies. ;)
Yours in health,
Kate
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