I always buy 3 boxes of Girl Scout Cookies from a darling girl scout in our neighborhood. If the girls scouts were hairy and stinky and surly it would be a lot easier to say no to them. This year I planned on taking them to a party or giving them to the teachers. But Ike opened the door and got the cookies first. He opened the Samoas. Have you had the Samoas? If not, please don't ever taste them or you will always feel like you need them.
So I said I would have just one. One hour later they were all gone and Ike only had 2.
I console myself by telling myself they were tiny cookies and only 15 in a pack. Eating a baker's dozen wasn't that bad, right?
I felt sick the rest of the day.
Here is a cute Valentine my BIL made for my sister (read her blog):
If you wear green today it means you want to be kissed!
Happy Valentine's Day!