Not a match.
If it were 1973 and you were to look at my older sisters' Girl Scout sashes then compare those to mine, you would have to laugh. While theirs had many badges sewn meticulously-row after row, I believe mine had a total of 3 badges dangling from the fabric. Cooking, music, and camping- those are the only ones that made it to the sash.
Yes, I had more badges, but once I earned them, I put them into my pocket, into a drawer, or into a book. The badges did not motivate me much....cookies-yes...badges-no.
Apparently, they have added some newer and groovier Girl Scout badge choices. These include badges geared towards computer knowledge, marketing, product design, chemistry, and even happiness....very sophisticated stuff.
This makes me wonder how awesome it could be if we adults could earn badges. I'm finally ready to take this badge business to heart.
Do we ever stop learning, growing, or evolving? I think not.
There are some skills and truths for which I would like a badge...
Self-Service Grocery Check Out (I'm oddly very proud of myself when I do this correctly.) Badge please.
Comfortable Shoes (Buying shoes that I can actually wear instead of stare at on my closet floor.)
Change of Life (Doesn't need explanation)
Skinny body ( Realization it won't ever happen)
Dessert (Yes, I order it.)
Messy Bathroom (Embracing it.)
Cooking Rarely (With no guilt.)
Unmatched Socks (Boot season- why bother matching?)
Just because we are older, doesn't mean we should stop rewarding ourselves for the new skills and talents we master.
Older means smarter, better, and stronger.
I'm not cranky....I'm reflective.
I'm not moody...I'm creative.
I'm not flaky...I'm easy-going.
These aren't wrinkles...They are character lines.
Making up stuff