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Wednesday, April 4, 2012

732. Divine Intervention Starts With "D"

It’s no secret that I’ve been Depressed lately.  Damn it, I Dig Deeper, trying to figure out where these Dismal emotions are coming from.  Daunted, I Drag myself from bed, make a latte, and Drink up.  Then it Dawns on me.  This Detrimental Disease, this Darkness that has Descended upon me, is Due to one thing:  my supply of girl scout cookies is Depleted. 

I am Despondent. 
The thin mint Diet is but a Distant memory now, every Diabolical morsel having been Devoured within the first three days of Delivery.  Why, oh, why, Do they have to make those Delicate cookies so Diminutive?  This is beyond Disappointment; I am Defeated and Dismayed, Deprived of the Deliciousness I Definitely Deserve.   

The Husband, of course, Doesn’t understand my Dysfunctional relationship with the GS cookies.  He laughs a Derisive laugh, rolls his eyes in a Derogatory gesture, and tells me Dismissively to “get over it.”  He is, without a Doubt, Deplorable.  I shoot Daggers out the slits of my eyes at him, but he walks away Distracted and oblivious to my Displeasure. 
“Darling, eat another Danish,” he says Diplomatically, as if I cannot Discern the Difference between one Dessert and another.  I regard him and his Disgraceful substitutions with Disdain.

I really Don’t want to Discuss it with him, but I am Determined to set him straight:  “Dear, Don’t tell me what to Do …” I begin, Dizzy from the hunger.        
A knock at the Door interrupts my Diatribe. 

I answer, and there stands a neighbor Dad and his Daughter and their Dog.  The Darling Daughter is Dressed in some sort of green uniform and clutching a Document.  “We’re sorry to Disturb you, Doctor MOV,” says Daniela to me, “but it was time to Drop off your second order of girl scout cookies!” 
This is like a Delightful Dream with Doves soaring and Dolphins Diving.  I want to hug Daniela and promote her to girl scout Dignitary.  I am no longer the Disillusioned Dame I was mere minutes ago. 

“Thank you,” Declares The Husband, walking over and handing her a check, “My wife had Developed somewhat of an addiction to these cookies, ha ha.”  How Dare he compare these innocent cookies to Drugs?!      
The girl Departs.  I Dab my Damp eyes with a tissue, my Demented Demeanor shifts, and I Dance a victory jig.    

No longer Distressed, I scoop up the cookie boxes (three Dozen!) and Disappear.     
MOV

45 comments:

  1. this is brilliant! I love it :) cleverly done! Makes me want to try something like it! Fab. Loved it :)

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  2. By the time we get to Z everyone will be doing Dis ....... Good stuff

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  3. Drat! Volume discount noT even available!

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  4. Seriously? Your D-Day is Done already? I barely have my C-story completed. I can't keep up with you people!

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  5. Depressed? Wanna cookie? I would be happy to share my oatmeal-raisin-coconut cookies with you or macaroons, or chocolate chip, your D-day would be all better in no time. ":) Great post!

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  6. Love this! Very entertaining! Thank you for sharing and good luck with the rest of the challenge!

    Peace,
    Morgan

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  7. I still have a secret supply of GS cookies in my closet. It helps that I was the cookie mom for my daughter's troop this year and I was able to snag some leftovers at the end of the sale!

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  8. Loved the clever posting and those danged GS cookies also Can't wait to read more:)

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  9. Well Darn it....I could of helped you! I still have a whole case of thin mints left that my girl scout kid hasn't yet sold. So if you need a hook up.....let me know.

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  10. I was going to try and write a response with a bunch of "d" words, but my brain stopped. Well done!

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  11. I love thin mints!! Yum...sorry to hear your supply is almost out. Think of it this way...you can't eat them with chopsticks ;) LOL

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  12. WOW You got in every D in the dictionary... almost. That is very clever and it would have taken me weeks to write. Good job.

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  13. I don't even care for mint flavored things, but for some reason if there are thin mints in front of me I will eat them.

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  14. Great D post and now I'm so hungry for cookies! (Not with ice cream however) ;-)

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  15. Deliciously delectable post. Very well done!

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  16. I've never had a girl scout cookie.Am I missing out?

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  17. Don't be depressed. That was a dandy diatribe to display D.

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  18. That is a delightful bunch of d's. I hope the depressed days are gone, as three boxes of cookies should do the trick.

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  19. Your Drabble was Definitely Delicious! Loved your repetition of "D" words.

    Stopping in via the A-Z blogging challenge and decided to follow.

    Bev @ Blue Velvet Vincent

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  20. Funny. Impressive, too. Doing the A-Z on one blog is challenging enough. Doing 2 seems impossible.

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  21. Ha. I admit I've never experienced the official thin mints...Girl Guides of Canada sells something similar, but it's not quite what you guys have.

    Our Guides do sell these amazing chocolate and vanilla layer cookies. They are delish.

    A-Z @ Elizabeth Twist

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  22. LOL @ Cheryl. I love all the alliteration. It's awesome.

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  23. I have the same horrible addiction. The mint ones are the best!

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  24. deliciously funny! well Done :-)

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  25. lol LOVE it!! I have the same addiction with 3 Musketeers bars...lol

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  26. I haven't had GS cookies in forever. I think enslaving young children into door to door salesmen is a dying custom. People are too afraid of stranger danger.

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  27. Bahahhahahahahaahahaha...
    This is my favourite post in this challenge so far.
    I am also addicted to those biscuits.
    Hence my B.
    This challenge is great for finding new blogs. I am now following.

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  28. I really enjoyed this post. It kept me smiling. Hope you enjoy those Girl Scout cookies. Thanks for Dogs Rule Cats Drool during A to Z Challenge and leaving a comment, appreciate it.

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  29. I've not had GSC in over 3 years. Has anyone seen fit to send me a care package? Hells to the no.

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  30. LOL. Not quite the kind of divine intervention that people usually bring up. :)

    Thanks for coming by my blog!

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  31. Great post. It made me LOL. I shall be coming by everyday now :o)

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  32. Definitely Delightful, Dearie! Don't Devour Dozens before E Day.

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  33. LOL Love this! Very creative!! I love GSCs. -devoured a box the other day-

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  34. Ha, Love it! the absolute perfect post for D!

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  35. My husband can not resist GS cookies. He just buys one or two boxes every time he is asked. But with so many teenage boys in our house, I am lucky if I get one cookie out of a box before they are gone. I wish I'd thought ahead and hidden a few boxes for myself!

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  36. MOV,
    LOL!! love this! A great Idea simply filling your post with as many words from the 'd' section of the dictionary!!!
    Looking forward to your other posts!
    Good luck with your Challenge!

    http://leasenchantedcloth.blogspot.com

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  37. YUM!! I love mint stuff :) mint and dark chocolate is one of my favourite combos! Lovely "D" post. :) And thanks for visiting my blog!

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  38. THANK YOU to all who wrote! I really appreciate your lovely comments, and am off to visit all of your blogs too!

    best,
    MOV

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  39. You do know, don't you, according to 60 minutes that sugar is addictive as cocaine? Seriously, it was on last week's show.

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  40. P.S. We're lucky if our six dozen GS cookies last three days!!! Both my husband and I Devour them.

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  41. mercy, you are rockin' this a-z challenge. clever, clever post

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