Sir Randall 52DC Blog

I’ve always had a soft spot for adorable little girls…..except when they are selling Girl Scout cookies.  Yes, it’s that time of year when Satan unleases his minions to push fat-laden, calorie-packed cookies onto the resolving public, most of whom have vowed to “drop the holiday weight”.  What could be more devasting to a New Year’s resolution to lose weight?  Nothing!

I don’t mean to get off on a rant here but I’ve been approached by no less than 3 people in my office this week asking if I will be buying cookies.  Mind you that the entire office knows of me eating habits and the fact that I always pass on the birthday cake.  Never mind that I keep a 1 lb fat replica on my desk as a paperweight.  It’s unreal.  I’m sure the cookie sale helps the organization but why not do it before Christmas.  They’re the perfect stocking stuffer……errrrr…….belly stuffer.  I can only imagine how many times I’ll have to say no to the troop standing outside the grocery store hounding me to buy a box.  Damn cookie pushers!