The Dark Side Has Cookies

Forget about gold and good intentions. The road to hell is most definitely paved with Girl Scout Cookies. You doubt my claim? Think about them. Think about those delicious little buttery nubbins that manage to be at once not too sweet yet immensely satisfying with just the perfect amount of crumble. They are the one thing I've not heard anyone complain about getting more expensive even as the size of the cookies (and their boxes) get smaller year after year. Someone HAD to have sold their soul for that deal.

Girl Scout Cookie season is the one time of year that makes both my wallet and my waistline cringe. During this time of year, I go one of two ways: I either abstain entirely or buy enough boxes to last me through the year. For the past two years I've abstained, but mostly because for the three years before that I went WAY overboard with the cookies. I couldn't stop myself from finishing off half a box of Carmel D’lights (formerly known as Tagalongs) in one sitting. Let’s not even consider that I bought three boxes. I had to hide the thin mints from myself. I have a short enough attention span that sticking them in the back under something I'm not likely to thaw any time soon actually works for me. I found them several months later and was insanely excited about it. I then proceeded to eat half of the roll.

So when my coworker came around with that insidious order sheet I was faced with a conundrum. I haven't had the delight of GSC's in two years. I can practically taste them. But up to this point I have been relatively successful in keeping my sweets to a minimum, leaning instead on fruit to satisfy my cravings for sugar. The cookies wouldn't be so bad if I can limit myself to one at a time. The thing is I don't entirely trust my willpower in the face of such a powerful temptress. On the other hand, I really, really, really want them and so far my willpower is holding up fairly well.

I have until Friday to make a decision. In the mean time I'm trying to ignore the sweet whisper of my old hedonistic ways. "Come to the Dark Side," it says, "We have cookies!"