$7

So, I never carry cash. I mean, really, who does these days? But on Valentine's Day, I went to the ATM and got some cash & then somehow ended up getting $7 & some loose change. Well, of course, the change ended up in the van, and then bills have been through hell in the past week. They've been washed, dried, folded, unfolded, thrown in the truck, kicked on the floor, put in a pocket, stuffed in a bag, and somehow ended up on the floor of the van.

Well this morning, I found my $7 folded neatly laying on the floor behind the passenger seat of the van, so I put in my pocket with my debit card. So, we did our shopping, again pushing aside that lonely $7 in favor of the plastic and started home.

We were almost home & Emmit started fussing that he was thirsty, so we decided to stop at a little gas station to get him a drink. As we were turning into the parking lot, I noticed that the front of the store looked funny. There seemed to be a new sign on the front. Wait...what's that say?

OMG...it can't be...

GIRL SCOUT COOKIES!

Guess how much? Go ahead, guess....





$3.50 a box.




Guess whose fat ass bought 2 boxes of Thin Mints?