It would seem we are inundated with a host of decisions from dawn to dusk. While I embrace free will (or the illusion of it? hummm…), there are moments when it’s just not possible, nor desirable, really, to have to chose between the lady or the tiger.
If you know what I mean.
Our conundrum? Cookies or brownies.
I know. Earth-shattering stuff.
Luckily, I have a friend. Her name is Celine. She’s working on a cookbook.
Thanks to Celine, we were liberated from the bondage inseparable from freedom.
The only real decision to be made, was how many to eat.
Monsieur Fish helped make this decision for me by eating nearly all of them.
Stay tuned for some breakfast love tomorrow…