On Thursday, after just having gotten done saying that I could lose about 50 pounds, the Universe intervened, and surprised me with a package. A package?!? Yes, A package. Some lovely friends of mine sent me 6 boxes of Girl Scout cookies from across the pond. 2 Boxes each of Samoas, Tagalongs, and Thin mints. (No dieting for me on that day!)

Well, being the kind hearted person I am, I chose to share the one of each of the types of cookies with the team at work. By the time yesterday rolled around, I was trying to keep the cookies away from me – as I had been nibbling on the cookies – along with the rest of the team – for the better part of the day. There was now only a single Samoa cookie left in the box. So, I set the cookie box aside, and said Please, someone else eat the last cookie!

My colleague, Paddy, rarely eats sweets. In fact, he’s one of the least sweet-toothed people I know. Each day, he has tea and toast for breakfast, and if it’s a really busy day, he’ll maybe have a little something sweet, like a bit of a cookie, but that’s it. So, when I handed him the box, he laughed and this is what he did – to torture me. It made me crack up laughing – and thus began the first shots in….

THE COOKIE WARS!!

My response was swift, as he had placed the cookie right on the “line” between the desks, and it was staring at me, tempting me. I decided to tempt him back – No cookies = No tea… and then wondered… Is this how North Korea got started with their “line in the sand”??

And thus, the tensions had escalated…and the NO Cookie Zone had been established.

Quickly thereafter, the glass jelly bean tanks moved in, trying to keep the peace… and defend the “line” through impartial intervention. Tee hee!

The quiet didn’t last long however, The Forbidden cookie’s evil paper coffee cup dictator is having none of it. Meanwhile, my coffee mug has adopted its own slogan across the de-cookified zone.. “i am not a paper cup!”

The standoff continues through the weekend… who will win?