It’s Girl Scout Cookie Time and I made sure to have some cash in my pocket today when we ran errands — sure enough, the girls were outside of the Starbucks, which is right next to the Robeks we usually stop at after a trip to the Navy base.
While we waited for our Robeks, I asked TW what kind of cookies she wanted. She said, “I dunno, who is the baker?”
Duh, either Little Brownie Baker or ABC, how the hell did I know? I could have walked out there and looked at the boxes and then come back and asked her again which kinds she wanted but whatever. I’ve never tasted a difference between the two, I think TW is just weird.
She’s also annoying and did not want Samoas (Little Brownie Baker FTW!) so I only bought one box of those to send to Sassymonkey and the Fake Husband. She’s also annoying because she likes Thin Mints — I do not. Thankfully she does like Trefoils and Tagalongs — so I bought those and was happy enough.
This led Elly to be completely 100% annoyed. We bought Trefoils for godsakes and NO SAMOAS? What is WRONG WITH US?
I blamed her mother, rightfully so — there are some things I’ll take the blame for but not buying Samoas, nope. That’s all on TW. (But next year I’ll remember and buy a box of them for Elly and we will make sure TW doesn’t touch them.)
Now I’m off to eat a Trefoil. Or 12.
I ate an entire box of Samoas in one sitting. I don’t notice a difference in taste either. Is there really one?
Thin Mints all the way!
This is the first year we didn’t buy any. Because we never eat them. I threw out 6 boxes at Christmas time this year. Never opened. Oh dear.
You do know that I can always hook you up and mail them to you. Well, at least for the next month or so.
We have 5 boxes on the kitchen table.