Today we had a group of Girl Scouts visit. It’s a good thing Megan got back from her holiday vacation last night. I wouldn’t have known what to say to Girl Scouts. They are GIRLS, you know.
I once read that every girl secretly thinks of herself as a princess waiting to be rescued. I probably would have told the scouts that each of them is a princess waiting to be rescued and that princesses aren’t very interested in business. After all, everyone knows princesses are into politics. They would have been confused. I’d better stick to the grills, eh?
Happy New Year!