It’s that time of year again, that time when Girl Scout cookies are sold, purchased, and consumed in mass quantities. Many of us wait expectantly all year long for those tables to be set up outside of stores and piled high with boxes of sugary confection. Or when someone at work passes around that sheet of paper where we are allowed to make a commitment to spend our hard earned cash on a few boxes of sumptuous morsels of delight. Like I have done for many years, I succumbed to the pressures of a little girl (it didn’t take much) when I exited the grocery store. I purchased my usual. And I’ll probably do the same again the next time I walk out the exit door of the supermarket, tomorrow, the day after that, and the day after that. Like so many others, I can’t seem to stop once I start. The worse part is that I am forced to go cold turkey when the cookies run out. Continue reading
Jeramiah? Amanda? This is how I will always remember your mother. Continue reading
I didn’t sleep a wink last night. I’ve been worrying about the information I gave a young couple yesterday afternoon. I’m probably going to go to hell for what I did, but it’s too late to atone for purposely distributing misinformation. I hope Lucifer is prepared for such an evil person as myself. Because when I get there I’m taking over.
Before I get into all the details, let me give you some background information. Continue reading