It’s that wonderful time of year again…It’s girlscout Cookie time! This morning, at Ralph’s, I was accosted by a brownie troop insisting that I buy 20 boxes of thinmints. While that’s the cookie I’d load up on if I were going to buy 20 boxes of anything, don’t these kids know we’re in a recession? Four bucks a box is a hell of a lot steeper than the days when I would dance around in my brownie sash trying to get weary supermarket shoppers to buy our last few boxes at a dollar fifty a pop.
I selected a fiscally responsible FOUR boxes, but was given the hard sell by one especially tenacious scout, who – noting that I was paying with a twenty – told me I could surely afford another box. When Scott gets home, he’ll be thrilled to find three boxes of thinmints chilling for him in the freezer, rather than our usual two. (My other picks were Somoas and Tagalongs…old time favorites.)
Despite the fact that my own girlscouting days were often fraught with angst and drama (troop 323 was always good for ganging up on somebody) I still look back with a warm heart, and treasure some of the friendships I made during those formative years (most of which have unfortunately been relegated to facebook, but it’s still great to see what everyone’s up to!)
So, in celebration of girlscouts everywhere – here’s the song I used to sing whenever I’d go boothing, from one of the greatest movies of the 80’s: Troop Beverly Hills. (For all you Rilo Kiley/Jenny Lewis fans, that’s her on backup vocals…the redhead who ISN’T Harriet from Small Wonder.)
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