I can’t believe y’all had to sit outside in the 27 degree/feels like 15 degree weather. Couldn’t one of the girls have built a fire out of leaves and twigs and knocked out a merit badge while you were there?

Party Girl: We sold out of the Thin Mints, so you would have been sol. As for the snow, most of it melted off the driveway later that day. I’m from MI so snow doesn’t phase me as much as EVERY OTHER PERSON IN THIS AREA, but I really didn’t want to have to shovel.

Lulu: We sold many cases of boxes. Maybe people just felt bad seeing us shiver. Then again, my daughter was good with her sales pitch: “Get your delicious Girl Scout cookies here. They’re good with every bite you take!” She said it to anyone near us and sang it into the wind. Over. And over. And over. I made her promise that she would never utter those words again once we got into the car — at least until next year. Fortunately, the troop leader is a nice, non-annoying person with reasonable expectations about the whole cookie thing.

So, I’ve never understood the Girl Scout cookie shoving thing. I mean, do you actually sell any boxes that way?

LDP – uh, I may have heard that line in a bar somewhere once, but you’re right, bears are dangerous. Me trying to get to the last Samoa out of the box? Way more dangerous. Thanks for stopping by.