Thursday, March 6, 2008

Big and Squishy

Ok, only about 5 minutes have past since my last post, but I had to share this. I was passing K by the side of my bed (not very roomy) and she said, "Your big and squishy, Mommy." .......O.K. (gulp)....The Lord does work in mysterious ways, doesn't he? I think he was using my child to tell me something here. I'm not willing to overlook that, so, Girl Scouts, HERE ME NOW...I retract everything I just said in my previous post. DO NOT come to my house next year. I repeat, DO NOT. I don't need anymore "sympathy boxes" either. Stay away. I don't want to be known as "big and squishy" ANYmore.

And that's all I have to say about that.

1 comment:

wendymom said...

I am loving this post. I am once again this week on my yo-yo exercise/diet. I have exercised three times, which I am estatic about, but have eaten TONS of girl scout cookies. We bought some from C. Morgan's girls and I ate FOUR tagalongs once I got in the car from picking them up. They are currently still in a box in the laundry room and one of my girls asked if they could be put in the pantry. To which I said, NO, because I know once the kids know they are officially in the pantry, they are fair game. They will be GONE in one day, I know it. So this way, I have a stash and I can just eat 1 or 2 as I go along in my day. I am with you, I love Girl Scout Cookies, but I agree, I think it's because you can only get them once a year, just like my Christmas candy!!!