The Joys of Cookie Season

Let me begin by saying, Girl Scouts is good for Itty Bit. So for now we will continue with the activity.

But... I would like to lodge a complaint with the powers that be over in Girl Scout Land. Hopefully you read my blog and will pay attention, note, and take action on this point.

We are once again in the throes of cookie season. Anybody want some crack? That's what it's come to for me to be a supportive parent for Itty Bit. Pedaling crack in the form of girl scout cookies. I actually started the pre-sale season by telling/texting people that I was the corner cookie dealer, I had the goods, and how much could I put them down for.

Moving on to cookie booths. That magical time of year where we stand in the path to your desired destination with our table full of crack cookies. Our girls are pros at batting their eyelashes and chiming, in unison mind you, to inquire if you'd like to buy some. I'm telling you, if drug lords used girl scouts instead of gang bangers, their net profits would skyrocket.

I've no problem letting my adorable daughter badger you into supporting her troop. I've no problem devoting god knows how many weekends to standing with her while she sweetly talks you out of your money. I'm so supportive in this endeavor that I made the sign for our table.

My problem is this: The time of year we are designated to work our cookie booths. If you were wondering, we start our postings at the end of February. You may not have noticed, because you were bundled up tight trying to keep the wind out, that it's fucking cold! Let me assure you, we notice. We stand outside for at least 2 hours at a time, with frozen smiles on our faces. When no one's looking we are lamenting about how freaking cold it is. I should note, again, in case you didn't notice, most of our booths are outdoors. Troop leaders fight for the primo locations where the stores actually allow us to set up inside.

When I inquired about this the answer I got did not make me feel any better. Apparently, cookie booths are held in the winter, so the cookies don't melt. My reply, “So you're telling me, the cookies are more important than the girls?” Because in reality, the girls (and their moms) freeze their tales off so that the cookies are in good condition.

If you're looking for me this weekend, I'll be at Game Stop Fri. night, 7-11 around noon on Sat. and in front of Big Lots Sunday afternoon.