This amazing lady is Lois and you can read about her here. The little girl cousins have been signed up for Girl Scouts, and they get to watch a Zoom with Michelle Obama, but I tapped out after about twenty minutes as everything is obviously weirdly scripted, and I suppose these things have to be scripted, but it feels so strange and insincere to watch children read their teleprompters.
I was a Brownie Girl Scout, and I wish I had kept doing Girl Scouts, but my mother told me I could do either Girl Scouts or karate and I chose karate and then my mom never let me do karate. So here I am. (In retrospect, this was probably a wise decision on my mother's part, as I was in a lot of brawls as a child and probably did not need more of a reason to fight some snot-nosed clown behind the picnic tables.) I wish Girl Scouts had been more fun, though, from my limited experience with it. The place I grew up in was so small that we have our own council badge, so I just bought one for old time's sake. I foolishly gave my scouting sash to an ex-boyfriend long ago, so I don't have any of my old badges anymore, and I'm not even sure if I had our council's badge or if that's only a thing that Scout leaders have. It was nice to see the little meeting house we used to go to memorialized on an embroidered patch...I'm not even sure if it's still standing. I think I am living in a fantasy world in which I have a Girl Scout troop and we all have little pocket knives with leather awls, and I teach the Scouts to play mumbledy-peg and how to sing songs and light campfires in various and sundry ways, and how to build shelters and cook a steak over a fire, rather than what I did in Girl Scouts, which was putting a lot of cans of soup together to make one big soup (why), and cleaning pennies with a solution of salt and vinegar (why did we have so many tarnished pennies back in the '80s? I haven't seen a tarnished penny in a minute). However, I do have my little fun co-ed troop right now, and they are pretty good at song singing and runnin around in the woods. Today we made some flower necklaces and tried to skip stones in the creek. I find it is very hard to try to teach someone how to skip a stone. My shameful confession is that I only learned how to skip a stone after seeing the throw technique in Le Fabuleux Destin d'Amélie Poulain. Anyway, this is a good lil troop. I might make them some sashes and some patches. I haven't decided what their name is going to be, though. I can't wait to be done with school for the summer so that I can play outside all day and not have to worry about participating in discussion forums!
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