You know that saying on the box of Girl Scout cookies? What can a cookie do? I”ll tell you what it can do.
It can make your co-workers hate you. They come to work to make money, not spend it. Posting that order form on the office fridge with a colorful handwritten note from your kid begging them to support her Girl Scout troop is just plain mean … and genius.
It can make your husband want to kick you out of the house. When the garage is taken over with stacked up boxes of cookies, that he is obviously required to help you carry, get ready to hear the bitching about “why we have to do this”. You know why? Because my kid saw a picture of a fox coin purse and a star gazer water bottle that I could buy at The Dollar Store but instead will help her sell 256 boxes of cookies to earn. She’s also under the impression that the Beats by Dre headphones and Ipad Mini are actually attainable. Why do I have a feeling the Girl Scout powers-that-be don’t even possess these prizes? Oh, because you have to sell 1500 boxes to get them.
Cookie season will make you destroy your diet and feed your family like crap for weeks. Not only are those Samoas a convenient (and delicious breakfast), and not only have you realized that Thin Mints must be eaten in full sleeve increments, but since you spend your entire afternoon making cookie runs, you’re fried by 6:30 and know the only way to give yourself a chance in hell of getting baths and bedtime done before 11pm is by hitting up the drive thru or ordering pizza.
There is one pretty cool discovery I made about what a cookie can do though. Apparently if you need to swap some flavors with a mom, and ask another mom to pick up her order at your house, you can end up with 2 friends in your kitchen on a Wednesday morning! Hellllloooooo? Social time! If even only for 30 minutes, you can feel like there’s a life outside of school drop offs, softball practices and hocking cookies out of my trunk. Until 2:45pm.