It's Girl Scout Cookie Time

Just to catch up, we all went down with whatever the Little Guy had (see previous post). My older guy caught it the next day, vomiting all night, and then I got it. No vomiting as I hadn't eaten much so you can imagine what that meant. And the pain! I feel so bad for the Little Guy now. He was lying on the sofa complaining about the pain, and I had no idea how bad it was. I was racked for two whole days - unable to drink, eat or sleep because of it. I eventually took to Kids' Dramamine to knock me out a little and I wish I'd just given it to him too.
Anyway, apart from me still feeling a little weak and scared to eat, we're all out the other end. Please - if it's going around in your area, wash your hands and stay way from anyone who's got it. It's incredibly contagious and very nasty.
So, it's just as well our stomachs are all back in working order as we have 5 boxes of Girl Scout cookies on the kitchen table, with another 5 still to come. Oh yes, people; it's that time of year. For my British readers - every year the Girl Scouts come armed with boxes of irresistible cookies ($4 a box I believe) to sell as a fund-raiser. As many of my husband's colleagues support our school in Ghana, it's only fair that we reciprocate when we can - hence the over-anundance.

Obviously it's death to the diet having this many tasty calories lying around so the Man-Child was packed off to school this morning with two boxes. He's in the high school musical (Rent) and rehearsing every night. No doubt they will be devoured as if by a plague of locusts.  I would send a packet or two off to the Ex-Queenager who is currently gallivanting about studying in Europe, but the cost of postage versus contents doesn't quite stand up to reason.
So, I will do what I do every year - dole them out to the kids sparingly and stick the other boxes high up in the pantry. As long as I don't open them they'll be fit for guests for the rest of the year.