Once upon a time, I was a Girl Scout. Yep, I had that lovely elastic banded thingie you had to wear on your leg and all. During the Brownie years, ours was a chocolate brown world (vests, skirts, lovely knee-high socks…) with orange accents, which would ironically eventually be my high school’s colors. I quit once I got older. I think I was in the 8th grade? I drew the line at wearing the spinach green uniforms to carry the US glad into a school assembly. Yeah, that was about the end of my Girl Scout days.
Yet up until I graduated high school I continued to have people hunt me down for cookies. And I knew why. Um hello. Have you had a Samoa? Maybe a Tagalong? If not, try one and then come back and hate. So I’m sad though. Unlike Florida where I knew of the specific Blockbuster in Hollywood where they could be found, I’m CLUELESS in NYC. I just tried their handy sandy cookie locator site. Big fat FAIL. It told me to find my local friendly scout. Um now if I knew that, why would I be Googleing (Googling?) over here like a cookie crazed fiend? Exactly. I wouldn’t. I’d be rationing out my Samoas.
So the point here, friendly reader, is I’m hoping you know the answer to solve this. Help! Anyone have any recommendations? Share and I just might try to find you some funny old Girl Scout photos of me… Please??
(Update: I found this too funny picture from when my mom mailed them to me last year. I thought this would help drive home my passion for Samoas a little better than text alone… Success?)