Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Girl Scout Cookies

Yep, it's that time again. I remember the days when I was the one selling them. My fondest memory is of selling to the Lopers when they bought over a hundred boxes of cookies.

We bought a grand total of two boxes this year, one from each girl who was selling at church, a box of Samoas and a box of Do-si-dos. In order to keep from gaining back a hundred or so pounds, I have to be careful about what I bring into my house, and I felt two boxes was enough.

I did notice something amazing this year. We bought the cookies over a week ago, and we still have some left. That is so not like me. Even now that I am healthier, I still eat sweets like crazy if they are available. Why the change? Every time I thought about grabbing a Samoa, I reminded myself that ONE little cookie has 3 grams of SATURATED fat. 3 grams in ONE cookie! That is crazy. And so not worth it.

Am I a health food saint? Not exactly. I noticed something else. I still eat homemade baked goods like there is no tomorrow. There is no convenient little box of nutritional information on the cookies that I make. That must mean that there is no saturated fat, right? If I don't know how much there is, it can't be too bad.

Jon brought me a chocolate pecan patty yesterday. Pure chocolate with pecans mixed in. It was locally made and had no nutritional information. I happily ate the whole thing before lunch.

I have no idea how many times in the past couple years I have surveyed the candy bars in the check-out line. All it takes is a look at the back of one of those things, and I drop it and slowly back away.

I also have no idea how many times I have gotten a big cup full of frozen custard mixed with candy chunks and caramel sauce from our favorite local joint in the past two years (I can tell you that I've been there twice in the last week!). I can't even imagine how many calories and how much fat is in one of those. But, there's no box of nutritional info on the cup, so I eat my dessert in ignorant bliss.

Not exactly rational, am I?

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