And we've come full-circle in the year.

I was sitting in bed eating the last of my Girl Scout cookies. Thin Mints, straight out of the freezer. Delicious. There is just no other way to describe it! Now, my boyfriend hates mint. Hates mint. This, I believe, and even understand. But still, I do not accept. He hates it because of the way it makes things taste that you eat after a mint. That's why I never eat anything after a mint! A mint should be the last thing you put in your mouth for that good, solid, Orbitz clean. It's the final freshness. And, oh! Thin Mints. They are the perfect combination of mint and chocolate. The two things that go together best in this world -- better than peanut butter and jelly. Perfect. Just the right amount of each.
He brushes with kids' bubblegum toothpaste.

Now, as I sit here enjoying and savoring my prize, I recall on a recent scandal. It was in this year, or the last, that a large group of people complained and made a big fuss about the Girl Scouts raising the price of their cookies -- as if it were the actual Girl Scouts' fault. Heh. Anyway, this never sat so well with me. Girl Scout cookie season only comes once a year -- and I assure you, it is my favorite time of the year. It's probably tied with Christmas! Who in the whole country could possibly bitch about a fifty cent price raise on a box of cookies -- to support a cause -- that is worth so much more than what they already cost!? Everybody else in America would gladly! pay dollars more for each box of these... these.... these.. cookies. Girl Scout cookies. They are a league unto themselves. They are tradition, and every spring we all wait, jumpy as wild animals, for some little girl to come knocking at the door, or for someone at the office tape that colorful order sheet to the kitchen counter. Don't lie to yourself. Don't deny it. What other cookie is worth its weight in gold?