Evil Girl Scout Cookies

Did anyone else indulge in Girl Scout Cookies this year? They are a major weakness for me and Peter. It started off with 2 boxes each of Peanut Butter Patties (his favorite) and Caramel Delites (my favorite), ordered from the daughter of one of Peter's MAs. Those were quickly consumed, so I took Ellie out on a mission to find more.

After driving fruitlessly by two grocery stores, I saw a bunch of girls closing up shop outside of Randalls. I bought 6 boxes, I believe, two each of the previously mentioned and two of the Thin Mints. While purchasing them, I asked when the sale would end. March 26, about two weeks away. So on March 23, I went to Kroger under the guise of needing birdseed for house church crafts, but really to stock up on cookies. I got 3 boxes each of the Peanut Butter Patties and Caramel Delites, then just 2 of the Thin Mints (there are more of those in each box). Today is March 29. We have 2 boxes of Caramel Delites left, 1 1/2 of the Peanut Butter Patties, and 1 3/4 of the Thin Mints.

Does anyone realize how many cookies that is?!!? I don't even look at the nutritional facts for fear of a heart attack. Not that I should worry, since the heart attack will surely come from the mass consumption of Girl Scout Cookies. And to add to it all, I gained 5 pounds during Cookie season. Ridiculous.

So now I'm on a diet. I started my March 11 resolution (which I am keeping up with, thank you very much), and I also started my March 26 resolution. I'm on a new diet. It's not really a diet, per se, but it's a restriction. Eat whatever I want, but don't eat past 9. Peter and I have this horrible habit of eating full meal quantities of just snack foods at about 11 every night. I've been restraining myself since Monday. I also took the kids for a walk on Monday and Tuesday nights, and now I'm doing crunches every night, too. Sadly, my body is in poor poor shape as I am pathetically sore from that miniscule amount of exercise.

By the way, I need to rant a little. My body has not recovered from baby #2 nearly as well as after baby #1. My abdominal wall seems to be protruding. Like, aside from the extra flesh and my sweet little muffin top, my ab muscles are actually sticking out. Not attractive. We'll see if crunches help at all. Anyway, I might not have a third kid, just because I don't want my body to fall apart even more. By Ellie's first birthday, I was 10 pounds below my pre-pregnancy weight. Matthew's turning one in a month. I have a lot to lose. Before Girl Scout cookie season, I was at least my normal weight again. Not even close to my normal body, though. Sigh. The things we women go through... You guys out there will never understand.

Oh, my new diet also includes a restriction of 3 Girl Scout Cookies per day. That doesn't sound like too little, but considering that I'd easily eat half the box in a sitting (Peter ate an ENTIRE box of Peanut Butter Patties in one sitting), 3 is pretty good. We just need to finish the cookies and be done with. Actually, then I have 3 tubs of Otis Spunkmeyer cookie dough in the fridge that I bought for Ellie's school fundraiser. WILL THE TEMPTATIONS NEVER CEASE?!!?