Two little girls just came to our door, braving the loud barking of our two dogs. I must at least award them points for bravery.
I’m afraid it ends there, however. There was no polite preamble, “Hello, M’am. We’re raising money for our school’s library fund”.
Nope. I was met with the pared-down version, swathed in mystery: “Would you like to buy a tub of cookie dough or a magazine?”.
Had there been a tubs of cookie dough in their hands, hell yes I’d have bought some. Perhaps it’s best they didn’t. As it is, I politely intoned, “No, but thank you.” They were already turning away as I said it. I’m such a heartbreaker.
Okay, back to yard work. There’s been a lot of changes both inside and outside our house. More later!