For some reason every year it catches me off guard. You would think, with me being an addict, that I would have exact dates down. Still, I am surprised each year* when one of my daughter’s friends calls me up or comes to the door peddling the goodness in the green boxes. Thin Mints, thatContinue reading “Even addicts have their limits (I’m talking to you, Girl Scouts)”
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