You've seen them. Those darling little freckle faced girls in green uniforms, with their Mom's sitting a couple of feet away at a card table piled high with Girl Scout Cookies! They are out in front of every market in town this time of year. You can't walk out of the market and whisk past these cuties. It just isn't possible. And it certainly isn't in me! Far be it from me to decline to support one of the greatest childhood organizations EVER. I was a girl scout. My girls were scouts. Their girls will be scouts. They got me. This one was especially darling. She was fair of face, with red hair, and two front teeth missing. She lisped a little when she politely asked, "Wuth you like to thupport Troop 135 by buying a boxth of cookeeth?" I reached into my bag and pulled out a bill and bought the lemon cookies with a smile. I tossed them onto the front seat of my car and drove home, singing along with my new Glee CD. When I got home, I brought my bags inside the house, along with the cookies, popped a K cup of 1/2 caf into my Keurig for a nice sit down with a hot cup of coffee on a rainy day, and a lemon cookie or two. And THIS is what I found!!!!
It's no secret. I. Love. Cookies! I love food! I love to think about it, shop for it, prepare it, eat it....everything about it. I love food. Which isn't a terrible thing, unless of course, you have not been exercising, or going to your Weight Watchers meetings! Then, my friend, your cute little size 8's begin to collect dust on the hangers in your closet. And so, it is time. Time to get these out.
Last weekend, I began to work out again. And it felt GOOD!
Yesterday we had rain. All day. I loved it! I stood at my kitchen window watching this funny little fellow for the longest time.
My Valentine Flowers are opening up each day, and I think they are at their peak of beauty today. The colors are so vibrant and beautiful!
See you next time.