Posted by Tamara O.
I am weak. I admit it. I can't resist sweets.
Since I've watched the numbers on my digital scale climb
throughout 2009, like many busy moms I know I've decided to start
yet another year off resolving to lose weight. I'm seven days in.
So far, so good.
So wouldn't you know it, the Girl Scouts
of Greater Chicago and Northwest Indiana, in some supreme
wisdom, kicked off its annual Girl Scout cookie sales this
Imagine my 10-year-old Girl Scout, with her big beautiful blue
eyes, visiting my dieting friends and family with a sheet showing
off those yummy globs of fat producers and in her sweet little
voice asking, "Would you like to buy some cookies?"
I can almost imagine the scenario: My little Girl Scout, with me
supervising of course, trudging through mounds of snow, clutching
her cookie order sheet to her chest lest it blow away in the below
zero wind chill, and knocking on my friends' doors. They open it
with a huge smile, happy to see her, until a look of horror
overtakes them when they see the order sheet. Suddenly they begin
to crave Tagalongs, Do-Si-Dos and Trefoils. Before they know it,
they've ordered a box of every kind, maybe even more. Order
complete, they slam the door and begin foraging for anything sweet
before we've even stepped off the porch.
I feel a little like a drug dealer in a crack house, like I will
be single-handedly responsible for derailing diets all over
creation just so she can earn a new badge. Of course, to help her
sell the minimum 50 boxes for the badge, I know I'll have to buy
multiple boxes-and I simply can't resist Girl Scout cookies sitting
on my kitchen counter.
Ah, the ongoing trials and tribulations of parenting. Maybe I
can just start my diet in June.
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