The wonderful Jo Ann of Chronicles prompted her readers, "write about indecisiveness". And since I could not decide what I wanted to write about, I thought it worked out great as a prompt.
Now, there could be any number of things I could write about pertaining to my own decisiveness or lack thereof but I think the story of the dog and the kool-aid probably sums it up best.
First of all, yes I am a grown woman, and yes I still drink kool-aid. No regrets. I have a nice sweet cup of Tropical Punch beside me right now. With extra sugar even.
Anyway, I drink Kool-aid, and I usually have several packs in the cabinet. That is just wonderful since I like to drink it, and horrible, because its different flavors, and that means having to make a decision.
Picture me standing in my kitchen with kool-aid packs spread out in front of me like a handful of poker cards.
Do I want Tropical Punch? That is my favorite. But I haven't had orange in a long time. Oh, and lemonade is just PERFECT for the weather. Ohhhh...which one do I want!?!
This is, of course, a choice of epic proportions.
Here come the labrador, enter stage right. Certainly when he tap danced his way into the kitchen he only wanted a drink of water. But I was standing between him and his water dish, stressing over which flavor of powdered drink goodness I wanted to partake in.
So I did what any sane woman would do. I held the cards out to him.
"Boomer," I said. "Which one of these do I want to drink?"
He looked at me for a second like I had lost my mind. He was probably trying to figure out exactly waht I wanted from him. I hadn't given him a command he knew. But I had something in my hands. Maybe it was a yummy something?
He reached his head up to sniff at the kool-aid packs. It was not a yummy something, so he brushed past me to get the drink I wanted.
And I promptly mixed up the flavor of kool-aid in the pack that he had sniffed at. I think it might have been strawberry. I really don't remember now.
However, that just goes to show how utterly indecisive I am. I leave it up to my dogs to tell me what I want do drink.
Goodness help us all if I ever have to make a major, world altering decision. I might just have to ask the rats.
I've updated some of my squidoo lenses. It would be awesome if you would go check them out!
I added a new into and a new poll to my Down the Drain review lens:
Down the Drain by Daniel Pyle
I added a new intro, and removed some redunant text from my Oh Baby review lens, as well as streamlining teh "table of contents" and moving the poll.
"Oh, Baby" by Judy Baer