So, as many of you know, it’s Girl Scout cookie season. This is when you track down the random co-worker/friend/neighbor/stranger whose daughter is a Girl Scout and order as many cookies as your bank account will allow before the mortgage company starts calling and your personal trainer starts questioning the crumbs on your shirt on Thursday mornings.
I will have you know, I have succeeded, thus far, in only ordering 4 boxes of cookies this year. One for David and three for me. I got him the coveted Thin Mints whereas I can’t get enough of those damned shortbread cookies called Thanks-A-Lots. My friend dropped them off late last week and I immediately ate an entire package that afternoon. Don’t judge me. I have 2 more packages left and it might be a fact that they stay HIDDEN behind my computer in the office where no one dares to venture because I like to keep things as an orderly chaos so only I can find things. The cookies are safe from grubby little hands.
Nap time is the only solitude that I get ALL DAY (besides after bedtime but then David is here and that might mean sharing) so while I work diligently on the new website, marketing, educating myself on the what’s what of photography every day, I take those minutes to consume these little disks of heavenly chocolate-covered shortbread delights when no one stands at my feet saying “NUM NUMMM! CAKE!” … because sharing is overrated.
Perhaps this is an unhealthy habit to partake in but the way I see it, these are cookies and they are perfectly legal. David KNOWS I have the cookies. I just don’t tell him where they are. He has his own box, for goodness sake.
Do you have something that you just hate to share with your SO or Littles?