It's Cookie Time!

It's Girl Scout cookie time!  Wow.  This brings back a lot of memories and unfortunately, not good ones.  I was a Girl Scout and I loved everything about being a Girl Scout.  Except for cookie-selling time.  All courage failed me as I timidly walked the neighborhood to knock on doors and ring doorbells.  I took it very personally when someone said "No".  I still to this day have a fear of selling things and pretty much say "Yes" to every child that approaches my door selling gift wrap/magazines/candy/cookies/whatever. 

Here I am and now my daughter is a Daisy Scout and it's time for her to sell cookies.  I knew full well that this was part of the deal.  I signed her up anyway and she's enjoying Daisy Scouts immensely.  I wrote awhile back that she spent a Sunday afternoon serving 140 meals at a soup kitchen.  She is gathering patches and good experiences.

But the cookies, ugh.

How to sell when the people you would normally ask live 1,000 miles away?  Grandma, Grandpa?  We have a couple of neighbors that we are friendly with and I plan on hitting up a couple of our friends who only have boys (with the promise to buy Boy Scout popcorn when the time comes around).

I'm such a wimp...and I don't want to impress that on Annika.  She is much braver than I and maybe she's not afraid to march up and ring a stranger's doorbell.  Maybe she won't take it personally when they say "No".

What to do, what to do?

I have been informed that I am not allowed to use that bastion of past sales, "Sending it with Dad to The Office" because Hans feels that would be an abuse of power, that the sailors, etc. would feel pressured to buy because he's the XO.  Well, shoot.

Anyway...I'm not going to post about this on Facebook, but if you read my blog and you'd like a box of Thin Mints, let me know, OK?

Thanks!