Day 80- Girl Scout Cookies

Dear Girl Scout Cookies,

I might as well come right out and say it... I'm addicted to you.  I'm not sure that I can pinpoint just one reason for this obsession.  Perhaps absence really does make the heart grow fonder, and I adore you because I can only experience you once a year for a very short time.  Maybe I love the fact that I am supporting little girls.  It might just be that you have found a way to combine peanut butter and chocolate into some sort of circular perfection or that you come in another delicious flavor that I can poke my finger through and nibble at like when I was a kid.  I can't explain what you do to me, but- oh!- you do it well.

In reality, I have every reason to hate you.  I'm a Girl Scout reject, after all.  Remember?  Amanda and I both saw our Girl Scout careers come crashing down one fateful day at the Parma Girl Scout Picnic/Bingo.  Manda was a Brownie, I was a Daisy, and my mom was an extremely busy lady.  She rushed home from work to make us a cake to take to the event, but she didn't have time to let it cool before slapping the frosting on.  We were mortified to discover when we arrived at the event that our delicious cake looked less than desirable, with the frosting all settled to one side after a trip in the car.  Matters only got worse when we noticed our Meijer paper bag and plastic silverware sat in stark contrast to the other girls' picnic baskets and delicate flatware.  We were the last to win a Bingo prize, a pair of pineapple towels left over after all the other prizes were picked through.  The final knife to the heart came when we went to claim our cake pan to take home, and we realized that it was still completely full of our cake.  So much for not judging a book by its cover!

Yet, somehow, someway, you have weaseled your way back into my heart year after year.  I can't help myself.  You.  Are.  Just.  That.  GOOD.

Thank you, Girl Scout Cookies, you made my day. 


Daria said…
I found a long lost sleeve of Mint Thins in the freezer today and it made my day. Love your blogs. They are should publish them for a Coffee Table book like our "The Gift of Nothing" and "The Art of Doing Nothing"
Jessi said…
Thank you :) When I get to 365, I think I'm going to publish all these in a little book for myself. I'm not sure what happens at day 366 yet.

Tom LOVES those thin mints too. I'm partial to the peanut butter patties.

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