THERE SHE WAS, ALL OF 4 1/2 FEET TALL, MOM BACKING HER UP.  Would you like some Girl Scout cookies?

I'd been prepping for this day.  After many near misses at the grocery store, here I was face to face with the most powerful sales force in America. 

Who would win?

I almost choked trying to spit our my prepared speech.

Oh darling, I'm allergic to cookies.

The beaming smile flattened.  Mom frowned, she knew.  I could hear her inner thoughts:  scumbag!

But, it's true... I am allergic to cookies.  

Want proof?

Every time I eat one, I get fat.

And the Thin Mints... forget eating one, I eat 'em by the sleeve.

And I'm racing this weekend.

And the season is on.

And I worked so hard to shed 8 lbs this winter.

And...  

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