I got up at 4:30 a.m. today because I am obviously insane.
And I’ll probably do the same tomorrow.
I’m genuinely scared that the five girl scout cookies I ate this afternoon will somehow turn into 15 pounds.
Seriously. This is me. I think that. I believe that five girl scout cookies will some how mean an additional pant size.
So, I will get up at 4:30 a.m., poke in my contacts (which will kind of burn because they weren’t even out of my eyes long enough to become clean), plop into a car colder than ice (ICE!) and drive to jazzercize half-asleep, all while wearing a sports bra that I’ve worn for like three other classes this week.
I’ll smell awesome.
You kinda want me right now, don’t you?
I mean, you know I do all this, to make you want me.
And also the girl scout cookies. Actually, mostly the girl scout cookies. Because those things are awesome.
A few weeks ago, I hate a whole box of Girl Scout cookies. Yes, a WHOLE BOX! Then I hated life and blogged about hating the Girl Scouts.
…I didn’t gain 15 pounds from that WHOLE BOX so I wouldn’t worry too much, ha.
I’m with MinD. In a past life, I’ve eaten entire boxes of GS cookies without gaining 5 pounds immediately. Because let’s be honest, five pounds is scary enuf. No need to talk about the dangers of gaining 15 pounds.
But I understand your fear. I had similar fears recently about a shamrock shake.
yeah, i kinda do. haha. why can’t they make vegan girl scout cookies? I feel bad not buying them and feel dumb after i buy them. If they had at least ONE vegan cookie, the vegan universe would freak out. seriously.