girl scout cookies, door handle covers, and random thoughts

First of all, Matt called me from work today to ask if we wanted to order GIRL SCOUT COOKIES!  Umm, yes please.  You may remember this post from two years ago in which I confessed my love was lacking for thin mints. Fortunately this year, Matt consulted me before ordering a gazillion boxes of thin mints!  So we will be getting Carmel Delights, Peanut butter chocolate patties, lemon whateverthey'recalleds!!!  They will all very soon be MINE ALL MINE!  (Oh, and Matt got thin mints for himself.)

I must say that I got my hopes up thinking that maybe, just maybe, Matt was actually getting the cookies AS he was ordering them... only to be disappointed when he walked in the door cookieless.  Oh well.  Anticipation makes it all the better.

AND... thanks to "my fitness pal" I can now enjoy the girl scout cookies in moderation, instead of scarfing down entire boxes and/or completely depriving myself.  Usually after dinner is over, I assess how many calories I have left to eat, and I plan my dessert accordingly.  Some days I get to have a brownie AND ice cream.  Other days I just get "light ice cream" or like one cookie or something.  And, a grand total of ONE day, I have skipped dessert entirely.  So it will be with the Girl Scout cookies.

NEXT.  I finally worked up the resolve to get some of those handle thingys you put over the doors so the kids can't get out of them.  Click here if you don't know to what thingys I am referring.  So it's installed, but tell me... Why is it that this is making me and Matt so SAD for little Henry?  I mean, is it any different than standing at the door and holding the knob?  He actually gave up on the door very fast tonight with the knob cover, so maybe it's better for him to not have the false hope of being able to open the door.  Who knows?  But the very worst part is thinking about how he will respond around 1AM when he decides that he wants to come cuddle in mommy and daddy's bed and can't get out of the door.  Poor baby!  I can't help but make a frowny face just thinking about it.

Lastly, let me share this random thought I had with you the other day... I should drive an ambulance or a fire truck.  Seriously, how awesome is it that everyone just gets outta their way!  And if people DON'T get out of the way, the fire truck gets to HONK, HONK like nobody's business. There's something in me that just wants to lay on the horn sometimes.  For no reason at all.  YES, that sounds like fun to me!  Let me drive a fire truck!!!!!!!!!

Now that you all think I am certifiably crazy, I am going to go "night night."  Peace.