Saturday, February 28, 2009

Girl Scout cookies are like crack

I go through the exact same thing every year with Girl Scout cookies. I politely look away when coworkers troll the newsroom, hoping to collect FOUR DOLLARS per box for their little son or daughter. Girl Scout cookies to me are like drugs, they are so addictive. All this week I only ate 2 or 3 cookies, even though they were displayed on cabinets....everywhere. This morning I went to the grocery store, and basically had to grab myself by the neck to drag myself away from the Girl Scout table. Whew! That was close.

Then today, as I'm sitting in the ferry waiting line, I see Girl Scouts. They're so cute and full of smiles, dragging a wheelbarrow piled high with cookies. I salivate as I watch then hand out cookies to other cars waiting to watch the boat. I fantasize about the crunchy coconut of the Samoas, the melt-in-your-mouth chocolate of the mints. The girls move closer and closer to me, like slow motion, and I find some hand that doesn't belong to me reaching for my wallet, pulling out a ten dollar bill. Then another hand I don't recognize rolls down the driver's side window, and a voice that doesn't belong to me says, "I want some! One box of Samoas, one of Mints." I'm tempted to shout NEVER MIND, and clamp a hand over my mouth. But once again, this spirit controlling my movements forces me to pay, and grab the cookies. Then this same force opens BOTH BOXES, and begins to eat. And eat. And eat. Delicious, delectable. Oh, my poor tummy.

They are tempting me right now from the passenger chair. I can taste the crumbs in my mouth. I haven't reached for one in five solid minutes, but I'm trapped in here for another 25. The city of Seattle looks so distant on the horizon; I'm sure I could eat both boxes before we can arrive. This is a good test for me, resisting more cookies. I feel like a drug addict on the brink of a breakthrough.

Oh!! Shoot!! I can't do it!! I grab another one and stuff my face.

6 comments:

McRiguez said...

Haa haa haa! I used to sell those when I was little and we always had a box of the Samoas and Mints around.

I too, have had to look away from the excited little girls selling them at the grocery stores. Sorry sweetie, you'll understand when you're older.

Hey, Kristin, look at this link . . . salivating? I am!!!

http://stickygooeycreamychewy.blogspot.com/2008/02/thank-heaven-for-little-girlscouts.html

Lisa said...

They are the BEST! I thank God my sister came over, found my box of mint cookies and devoured the last sleeve of them. Whew! Safe for another day!

Neo said...

when I was young my mom was a girl scout leader, cookies out the ying yang, cookies cookies cookies I felt like the cookie monster, more more more...

Paula said...

Ha, ha! The girl scouts would LOVE to read the effect their cookies have on you. They are really good. Wouldn't it be nice to just be able to dive into an entire box, without worry about stomach upset or weight gain - if girl scout cookies and french fries were as healthy as broiled salmon and brown rice?

Colleen said...

I go through the same struggle each year. I loves me some samoas!! I ordered one box of Samoas and one thin mint for Kris. Help me lord I better not run into any more girl scouts!

Kelly said...

Hahaha! SOOOOO TRUE!