Girl Scout Cookies

Ahhh...Girl Scout Cookies. They come but once a year...now they are here.

Every time this year my thighs cry up to me and say, "We just aren't fat enough, please add more cellulite to our horrible existence! Make it so we cannot fit into your pants!!"

To help soothe these cries I buy Girl Scout Cookies.

I then eat on them as slowly as my free will can muster- which usually is not very long.

My favorite Girl Scout Cookies are:

Number 1: Samoas- I talk about these sweeties ALL year long!

Number 2: Tagalongs. I have a tagalong booty to prove my love for these delicious cookies.

Number 3: Thin mints. They're classic. They're great! But they are my third favorite.

Anyway, I got my supply of Girl Scout cookies this week. (Side note: I gave up cookies and chocolate for Lent...well, that's over now...)

I was really, really excited!

I kept them in my car for a couple days just so I could relish in knowing that I had them.

On the first day I got them I allowed myself to eat 2 Samoas.

The next day I allowed myself to eat 2 Tagalongs.

My free will was still in full force.

I had not yet hit a Saturday where the Girl Scout Cookie (GSC) Fever could take over.

Okay, so Friday night comes and some of my friends from church and I had an "old gal's sleepover"

It was delightful.

I ate way too much food, and had a fabulous time.

On Saturday morning I made my way back to my house.

I get there...and the GSC Fever comes upon me.

I greedily looked in the pantry- my mouth salavating...just waiting for the taste of a Samoa on my tongue.

I throw open the pantry door and all I see are a box of Thin Mints.

"Cooper, where are the Girl Scout Cookies?!" I ask.

"I ate them!" he exclaimed.

"Oh." I say...still in shock that my cookie lovers were no longer.

I think I started plotting a way to pump Cooper's stomach at that moment.

My dispair overwhelming me...

Then it hit me...COOPER ATE ALL OF MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE GIRL SCOUT COOKIES!!!

He left me with a box of Thin Mints- did I mention my third favorite...the bronze medal of girl scout cookies. Sure, it's a medal position...but is it the best?

Cooper stole from me.

Cooper stole from a little girl.

Me.

I wish I could say that Cooper hasn't even touched the Thin Mints...but he has. I've had at least 6 of those...but I think we only have about 6 cookies left.

Next year, Cooper is getting his own cookies and I am getting mine.

And when he eats mine too that's when it's all gonna break loose.

I'm gonna go nuts.

Crazy Laura is going to come out.

Until then my thighs are just going to have to wait anxiously for an expanse in their girth.

...until next time...