S.O.S.

Our doorbell just rang.
It wasn't the Avon lady!
Much worse...
it was our Girl Scout Cookie delivery!

Who does their scheduling?
Is the whole country this way?
Everyone, even skinny people ratchet down their eating in January.
Why do the cookies come not only in January, but "mid" January when our resolve is being tested for the first (of many) times?
This I don't understand.

I think we must unite.
We must protest.
Deliver the cookies during the holidays; hell we eat everything else then, what's a few more thousand calories to regret later.

4 boxes is all the Baker household ordered this year; that is actually good news.
The bad?
One entire sleeve of thin mints was eaten in a family feeding frenzy that took less than 5 minutes.
One half box of Caramel deLites has also been consumed.
If I wasn't concerned with the resulting wrath, I'd pull a move right out of an old Sex and the City episode.

Miranda was trying to diet so she threw an entire chocolate cake into the trashcan to keep from picking away at it.
In a move that I can totally relate to, she went back in after it being careful to only eat pieces off the top which have not come into contact with the "real trash".
Determined to win out over her weakness for cake, she finally opened the trashcan back up and squirted dish detergent all over what little remained of it.
There... she showed that cake!

I don't think I'm brave enough to destroy the Girl Scout cookies.
Or deal with the resulting consequences.
But maybe I'm onto something about that protest!

If you have any viable suggestions that won't totally piss off my family, please "comment" my way.
I'm in for a long and tempting night!