Remember last year when I posted a blog about my roommate hating me because she loaded cookies for girl scouts into our house? http://bigclosetr.us/topshelf/blog/34863/proof-my-roommate-t...

Well, she did it again this year. Although this time, we had more then 1600 boxes in the house. That's over 133 cases. Our cats loved it. Best jungle gym they could have asked for. Sadly, my cookies left with the girl who took my sale. So I get to wait for tomorrow to get them, but hey, I can wait just a bit more.

I think the best part was when Tanya was out of the house and parents are knocking on the door, and I answer it, keep in mind, I have not shaved since January, so I am very scruffy (Depression can do that) and they pause, while looking at me in a tee-shirt, jeans and a full beard and ask

"Um, I'm looking for girl scout cookies...."

I suddenly feel like I am part of a drug deal. "Sure buddy. You got the cash?" Or something like that. But it was fun for the most part. Got to meet many of the wonderful little girls she speaks of. Tonight, I am going to help her clear out her car, then put all the cookies into the car for tomorrow, which is her girl scout meeting night, it's about 50 cases left.

You know, the best part of this site in regards to Girlscouts is last year, the first year Tanya was a troop leader, I asked her if she was doing something on Halloween, Juliette Gordon Low's Birthday, and she wanted to know how I knew when her birthday was. I didn't tell her I saw it in Becoming Robin, by Zoe Taylor. I don't think she would have understood, so I blamed my obsession with Wikipedia