Hoarding Sad and Happy
During Girl Scout cookie (not made with genuine Girl Scouts, or else we’d be calling them Soylent Snacks, not to be confused with Scooby Snacks) season, I bought, among others, a pack of peanut butter sandwich cookies. My favorite.
I’d kept one sleeve, half a box, on top of a bookcase, unopened, and Deb was bravely reserving it for me alone, despite Sadie having somehow intuited that it was up there along the line.
A few days ago I finally opened it and offered Deb a couple. Then had to tell her not to eat them, and took a while to get the taste out of my mouth. The sleeve was somehow punctured or unsealed, so they were soggy and tasted disgusting. Gross! (Which is one of Val’s newest words, along with Popeye.) It was sad, having to toss them.
Way back after Christmas, I bought a gift box of assorted Jelly Belly jelly beans for a ridiculous clearance discount. It was cool, because they were sorted into compartments by flavor, labeled on the cover like a box of chocolates.
It took until today to go through them, periodically remembering they were on top of a different bookcase, letting Sadie pick out a few at a time. We most recently remembered them the other day, and they were still good, but you could tell they’d been around a while.
Today Sadie got to have the whole rest of the box; the whole tray of what little - probably around ten beans - remained. Talk about making her day.
I think it might have been $4 for the box, and worth every penny.
Now what am I going to do for a stash? That’s all of it.
How can you beat Samoa’s? Coconut, caramel and chocolate is awfully hard to beat…
http://www.girlscoutcookies.org/meet_cookies.asp
Posted by sama on 07/27 at 09:33 AM from samaland
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