Thursday, 27 February 2014

It's Girl Scout Cookie time

Just to catch up, we all went down with whatever the Little Guy had (see previous post). My older guy caught it the next day, vomiting all night, and then I got it. No vomiting as I hadn't eaten much so you can imagine what that meant. And the pain! I feel so bad for the Little Guy now. He was lying on the sofa complaining about the pain, and I had no idea how bad it was. I was racked for two whole days - unable to drink, eat or sleep because of it. I eventually took to Kids' Dramamine to knock me out a little and I wish I'd just given it to him too.

Anyway, apart from me still feeling a little weak and scared to eat, we're all out the other end. Please - if it's going around in your area, wash your hands and stay way from anyone who's got it. It's incredibly contagious and very nasty.

So, it's just as well our stomachs are all back in working order as we have 5 boxes of Girl Scout cookies on the kitchen table, with another 5 still to come. Oh yes, people; it's that time of year. For my British readers - every year the Girl Scouts come armed with boxes of irresistible cookies ($4 a box I believe) to sell as a fund-raiser. As many of my husband's colleagues support our school in Ghana, it's only fair that we reciprocate when we can - hence the over-anundance.

Obviously it's death to the diet having this many tasty calories lying around so the Man-Child was packed off to school this morning with two boxes. He's in the high school musical (Rent) and rehearsing every night. No doubt they will be devoured as if by a plague of locusts.  I would send a packet or two off to the Ex-Queenager who is currently gallivanting about studying in Europe, but the cost of postage versus contents doesn't quite stand up to reason.

So, I will do what I do every year - dole them out to the kids sparingly and stick the other boxes high up in the pantry. As long as I don't open them they'll be fit for guests for the rest of the year.


  1. Oh dear, poor you , how hideous.

    The worst bout of vomiting my son had was when he was in the top bunk and vomited an entire portion of spaghetti bolognaise on to my head from a great height! Revolting Lx

  2. We drum the virtues of sharing into our kid's heads only to have them "share" their germs!

    Glad to hear you are all feeling better.

    Those Girl Scout cookies are the work of the devil! But yet, I still buy them. But now that my Man-Child is off at college, as soon as I get them I pack them up and send them to him. I simply can't have them in the house - otherwise they end up on my hips.

  3. My first year in the US I was offered Girl Scout cookies by various neighbours. They couldn't believe I wasn't familiar with the different varieties on offer - mint thins, etc - or that it's a tradition to buy a few boxes even if you aren't going to eat them. I soon learned...

  4. Agh - Lucy, how perfectly revolting. My kids always joke about the time the Little Guy threw up down me as a toddler but it went down my shirt and into my bra. Yuuuuuck!

    Gigi - Yes, the college girl used to get vast quantitates but not when she's in Europe!

    NVG - Yup, you can't say no. That's just mean!

  5. Glad you're feeling better. Sounds horrendously uncomfortable.

    My son has heard the story of his impressive, 2 am bout of sickness all too often (he was only 2 or 3 at the time). I shall not add to the tales of misery here.

    The important bit is that Girl Scout Cookies freeze very well. Just FYI.

  6. One of the good things about living in Korea - no girl scout cookies to sabotage your diet. I'm with leemikcee - put 'em in the freezer. You can still get to them, but it will take so long for them to thaw, you'll have enough time to reconsider.

  7. Yup - I have a friend who buys 6 boxes of thin mints every year and makes them last 12 months by putting them in the freezer and only taking one sleeve out at a time. She has more self control than I do ;-)

  8. Ooh, thanks for the freezing note - chucking them in them right now.


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