Do you know what time it is? Girl Scout Cookies Time! Girl Scout Cookies With A Baseball Bat.
We're picking up our cookies today. All four million of them. This year, I am co-leader of a daisy troop and what that means is that my garage will be stacked to the rafters with boxes of cookies until Monday when we distribute them to our girls.
All except the TWENTY BOXES my husband and I bought between both of our girl scouts. Twenty boxes people. Okay, some of those twenty, we donated to be sent to troops overseas but still. It's gonna be raining trefoils and thin mints up in this joint!
The worst part about the cookies is the delivery and money collection part. Everyone seems to be home when you take their orders but then can never be found when you come to deliver and collect the money. It's like Murphy's Law that you sell to a neighbor on the one day out of the month when he's actually at home. The rest of the month he's MIA.
Last year we went by to deliver cookies to a neighbor who was never home. Ever. I seriously considered knocking on his door at 11 pm when their lights finally came on.
I've got to think of a creative way to get rid of some of the cookies we bought. We do not need them in this house. I bet I could donate them somewhere. But where? At this point, I'd be willing to take a walk down Main Street and hand them out to homeless people!