Every Winter, when I’ve given up on my running program and have turned to comfort food to get me through the endless parade of frigid, snowy Maine days, the Girl Scouts come around with their cookies.
With the intention of killing me!
They’re impossible to resist, and you can only get them once a year, so I make sure to buy enough to last.
Which means I buy way more than I need. And I never ration them out in a sensible manner.
Let me be perfectly honest with you, Modern Philosophers…the cookies I brought home tonight, in such large quantities, will not be around to see April.
Spring is just around the corner, which means I really have no more excuse to put off running like I have since December.
I should be removing comfort foods and sweets from my diet, and filling the cupboards with healthy foods and snacks.
You know, in preparation for all the running I’m going to do.
Instead, I returned to The House on the Hill tonight with an armful of Girl Scout Cookies.
Then, I’m going to get another glass of milk, grab some more Girl Scout Cookies, and watch The Talking Dead.
I’m going to become a Girl Scout Cookie Zombie.
It happens every year, and I am powerless to resist their siren call. The sad thing is, the cookies aren’t even as good as they used to be. That doesn’t stop me, though!
I’m sure that I will get back to running soon enough, and healthy food will replace all the Winter junk, but right now, I’m at the mercy of the Girl Scouts and their cookies.
Don’t send help. The cookies are all mine and I refuse to share. Just let me eat them in peace as it was meant to be.
I’ll eventually brush the crumbs off my toga and get on with my life.
But not tonight.
Clearly, from the quality of the writing in this post, I cannot focus my Deep Thoughts on anything other than the treats that await me.
Have no fear, Modern Philosophers. The Girl Scout Cookies will be gone soon enough, and I will be back to writing witty and entertainment posts.
Right now, though, you have to settle for the few random thoughts I can cobble together.
I’m also okay with passing this off as a proper post because I know so many of you relate.
I bet several of you are munching on Girl Scout Cookies as you read this. Those of you who aren’t, are either going to grab a box of them from the kitchen, or you’re going to start craving them so much that you will try to find a way to order some at this late date.
I apologize for making you all want Girl Scout Cookies, but by giving in to your cravings, you’re helping a really worthwhile cause.
And I don’t mean your stomach.
Enjoy your Girl Scout Cookies!
While you’re eating your cookies, why not follow me on Pinterest?