Dear Girl Scout,
When I pulled into 7-11 and saw you standing there surrounded by boxes of cookies, I quickly reverted back to a 7 year old girl and promptly squeal.
I know I probably startled you. I'm sure you found it rare for a 28 year old woman (still a girl at heart) with a baby strapped to her hip to act like such a nut over cookies.
I'm not sure who was more embarrassed at my antics, you or my husband.
I honestly could have cared less. I was already drooling over your peanut butter patties while questioning if I could get away with buying all of the boxes.
They are for a good cause, aren't they?
Sadly, I could only get away with five boxes, but I promise you, the next time I see you and my husband isn't shooting daggers my way, I'll buy more.
The crazy lady who ripped open the box before she left the parking lot.
The Fairy Reading Tent
9 hours ago