It is that time of year again. The time where those damn cookies come and haunt us dieters. Oh yes, you all know what I am talking about. Why must the cookies come out when I am always on some kind of diet? Do you think they do it because they know I can’t enjoy even the slightest morsel of them?
I refuse to open the box until after the wedding. If I do open it, I will eat them all tonight.
Sigh. It really isn’t fair. I mean, here I am trying to be good and not eat junk. And oh…there is a cookie staring at me. Or my sister eating them in front of me (in her defense they were Simoas and I hate those). Everywhere you go there are those little ladies with their aprons on being all cute and sweet and making you buy a box. It unnerves me every damn time. I’m scared if I go to the store when they are there, I will buy an entire shopping cart full of cookies. Ok…that is a slight exaggeration. But you get the idea.
I mean, really. Why do these cookies have to come out at the beginning of the year? Why can’t they be in the middle when everyone has given up their diets and New Years Resolutions? Are they trying to test us? Is it some evil plot from the Girl Scouts to see who can withstand the cookies? I just don’t understand. And why are these cookies so damn good? AHH!
Well, this post is turning out to be much different than the one I planned. Oops. Since I can’t have my dearly beloved Tagalongs yet again, I think I will write them a love note. It isn’t fair to them that I can’t enjoy them yet again. They really do deserve a note…those poor cookies. Le sigh.Dear Amazing Tagalong, I am missing you again this year. I know, I am sad too and I am so so sorry that I will not be able to enjoy you yet again. But have no fear. I acquired a box of you today and I will be placing you in the freezer. You will be my post-wedding treat to myself and I honestly can not wait. I don’t remember when I first fell in love with you. It was oh so long ago, but you have and always will be my favorite cookie. I want you to know, scrumptious Tagalong, that my love for you will never die and I will come back to you. I can promise you that. I also will promise you that next year I will buy at least 5 boxes of you to make up for the years that I have missed out on your deliciousness. Your old friend, Kristyn