It’s Spring! Girl Scout Cookies are in Bloom! … Sunday Musings
At long last, Thin Mints are back. Every woman who ever belonged to the Girl Scouts has her favorite cookie. Mine is those little minty chocolate covered disks. I don’t know how many calories in a cookie – or box for that matter. It’s against my religion to count calories or grams of anything in those boxes!
Girl Scout cookies are a religion frevvinsakes!
I came around the corner and there in a little alcove outside Safeway was the divine altar of Girl Scout cookies. The little scouts were all decked out in their medal-covered green vests. A very patient mom was teaching the littlest of them to make change. Ahh, capitalism in action.
I saw a woman in her 40′s bring her grocery cart to a screeching halt and change direction, lurching for the table with a glazed look in her eye. Caution! Woman on a Mission! Tagging behind her was her unbelievably anorexic teenager with far too much make up on, wearing a thicker layer of attitude. Obviously mom didn’t get HER into girl scouts.
While the too-skinny daughter held back, the healthy mom (probably 10 pounds overweight – just the right size to appreciate a whole box of cookies tonight after the kids go to bed…) picked through her favorites: hmmmmm Lemon Chalet Cremes? Or Do-si-Do?
I admired this mother. We are just too worried about our weight in America to notice that, along with our anorexic culture we’ve lost the ability to indulge our senses! (That’s why I always tell guys, women with a little meat on their bones are more sensual than super skinny women. But that’s a different blog…)
She finally succumbed and bought one box of each! Go Mom! That’s taking one for the scouts! I’ll be thinking of you tonight while I eat through one whole tube of those Thin Mints!
I remember the first year I had to sell cookies. I wanted to win the prize so badly, but minister’s kids don’t get lots of entrepreneurial lessons at home. I was a babysitter at an early age and had amassed a decent nest egg, and that was about it.
They gave me two dozen boxes and told me to go out and sell them door to door. I was terrified. Even though I suspect I was an Extravert in the womb, sales skills eluded me. I tried for an afternoon and sold two boxes. More energetic scouts got there ahead of me and my sales targets were tapped out.
Frustrated, I went home and hid the rest of the boxes waaaay back in my closet. When it came time to turn in our money, I drained my babysitting savings. I didn’t win anything, but I wasn’t about to embarrass myself and walk back in with two cases of unsold cookies. For the next six months my day ended with a cookie-fest after the family had gone to bed. Prob’ly where I got my addiction to Thin Mints.
Ever since then I’m a sucker for a Girl Scout selling cookies. I know there are more like me out there… Besides, it’s the only way to get my Thin Mint fix!
Happy Indulging!
Beth
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