Mar 122007
Dear Ben Franklin,
Thanks so much for making every spring a living hell by forcing me to get myself and my kids out of bed an hour earlier just so you can save some candles. I don’t care about your candles, this shit blows!
and while I’m bitching:
Dear Girl Scouts,
Thanks so much for making every spring a fat fest, because your Thin Mint cookies are addictive. You should know that I have no self-control and when I order 4 boxes of these cookies I will eat them all by myself within a week. You are ruining my life, and any hope I have of my in-laws not commenting on how I need to start working out. Thanks for nothing!
I hate this back and forth crap with the time, too. Each and every time I have to read the manual from our van to figure out how to reset the clock. grrrr!
As for Girl Scout cookies. Thin mints are the best and I hide them away for myself and do not share.
stardust is evil!
hans – Girl Scouts and chocolate bring out the devil in me. LOL!
I meant Girl Scout COOKIES and chocolate bring out the devil in me — not girl scouts themselves…LOLOL…
Was that a slip of the subconscious? (I was a Girl Scout leader for my daughter’s troop when she was a Brownie and had a hard time getting out of it because no other mom’s would take a turn and was stuck in it for awhile or else my daughter’s troop would have folded…and I am NOT the Girl Scout mom type.)
Oh I think it’s safe to say that I, of all people, understand that chocolate brings out the devil inside… >:-)