24 Mar 2010, 10:39pm
Chelle's Random Thoughts
by Chelle

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Girl Scout Cookies…

How in the world can these little girls come to our homes and invade our will power and get us to by oodles of boxes of theses amazing boxed cookies?  They seem to have this trance like ability to have us by at least one box of each and then when we have the favorites we know we buy one for the family and then we end up stashing the extra box for ourselves. I mean at least I admit it.  But this year something INSANE has happened… NO girl scouts came by, no one out side the doors of stores….drooling  began and I was like embarrassed .  So I knew Lynette was selling and so she knew  I was buying…So all the way from Washington State ….well my boxes arrived in  flat rate boxes and it as been a battle!  My boxes are STILL in the original container they were shipped in.  I never knew cookies talked, lol They have a tendency to make one hear things as  ”eat me” you know you want it. So I guess I need to open those original shipping boxes before they go stale on me.  So I will up date you tomorrow when I take the plunge to get to the new cranberry cookies. That will be my trying time, lol I must show control…lol Look at the little serving size and just eat what it says and all will be just fine???

  1. Lynette posted the following on March 25, 2010 at 10:34 am.

    Soooo, did you open the flat rate boxes yet? Even if you open those boxes the GS cookies are still nicely hiding inside their own boxes. Just a little more cookie protection for you. :o )

  2. Chelle posted the following on March 25, 2010 at 5:59 pm.

    Well, no, BUT I think tonight we shall have a celebration…as I think I want to take a box with me on our weekend get-a-way. Do I dare?

Soooo, did you open the flat rate boxes yet? Even if you open those boxes the GS cookies are still nicely hiding inside their own boxes. Just a little more cookie protection for you. :o )

Well, no, BUT I think tonight we shall have a celebration…as I think I want to take a box with me on our weekend get-a-way. Do I dare?

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