The Empty Packages
SOLC: Day 14
My husband arrived home with a twinkle in his eye and a grin as wide as the Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland. In his arms was a box filled with delicious and tempting packages. As he came in, he declared that they all belonged to him. In his heart he knew the declaration was futile for who could resist a box filled with Girl Scout Cookies. We buy cookies for the little (and not so little) monsters in our house, but these go faster than any other! Chips Ahoy doesn’t stand a chance during this season.
One day later and two packages have fallen victim to our cookie monsters. A third one is almost gone as quickly as I post this. They will all be a memory in a few short days and once again, he will be out on a search for more cookies.
My own personal cookie monster, my husband.
Writing From The Heart 