Friday, February 18, 2011

damn cookies

my girl scout cookies are missing.
actually, they have already been sold and eaten.
let me tell you about it.

i thought i was on the ball this year by actually ordering cookies, instead of just envying those that did and wishing they would turn their head so i could steal a sleeve or two, and wondering when the hell they actually went on sale, because i never know until after the fact.

advertising serves a purpose, girl scouts.

so, this year, i managed at theverylastsecond to get an order in for me and two other girls. i was very proud of myself, secure in my smugness and had a general feeling of being in charge. i could already taste the thin mints as i pulled them out of the freezer. that's the best way to eat thin mints, you know.

but no good deed goes unpunished.

i found out yesterday that my precious thin mints and shortbreads (i refuse to call them trefoils) would not be arriving today, as they should have. why? because the girl scout's overzealous father had taken her entire order, about 600 boxes, to sell at the local kroger. all of her cookies had to be reordered. sounds like a husband-sort-of-thing to do, doesn't it?

dammit.

below, see my beloved cookies.

thin mints
(image courtesy of site below)

10 reasons thin mint cookies are clearly the best girl scout cookies

to quote an oreo (another fine cookie) commercial that i saw last night:

"don't cry, milk. i miss them too."

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