I’m so over you, Girl Scout cookies.
Everything this past weekend revolved around Girl Scout cookies. Driving to BFE to pick up the cookies, then unloading the 200 cases of cookies (that’s over 2,000 boxes!) into my garage. Sorting the cookies into each girl’s order. Having the Girl Scout moms come by to pick up their cookies. Counting and recounting. And still effing up two orders. Ugh.
I suck at math (thank goodness for Excel) and having all these cookies around is way too tempting. We ate 1/2 a box of peanut butter sandwiches and an entire box of carmel delights yesterday. These cookies need to go adios!
I was middle child’s troop leader for seven years and I always said the cookie mom had a worse job than me!
I agree with you! 😉 Whoa is me.
Next year I’m donating my entire order to the troops! F*ck you Thin Mints! I LOVE BUT HATE YOU!!!!
My mom was Cookie Mom when I was 10. I still have occasional nightmare about the house being overrun my cartons of cookies…
Clearly, your mom was an angel!