I said to Ed, "Sometimes I hate that we eat out all the time. I feel like there's nothing really left to eat."
He said, "Whadya mean?"
"I don't know. I mean, I love eating out, but then I have no real desire for a particular type of food because we have it anytime we want; and often."
He sarcastically replied, "Yeah, it's got to really suck to decide between filet mignon or seafood or chicken parm..."
"No, it doesn't suck" I said, "I'm just trying to think of what I'm in the mood for. I go through the places in my mind; Bertucci's? Nah. Outback? Nah. Macaroni Grill? Nope. Had that last night. Chinese? Eh. Wendy's? Not again. You know what I mean? It's just all the same after a while."
"Well, what about that place?" he said as we passed a German restaurant called Heidelberg's. "At least we'd be able to get Wienerschnitzel or Spaetzle there. That's different."
"True. But I'm not in the mood for that."
He said, "You sound like rich people who complain; like that comic I saw in your Vanity Fair magazine."
"Oh right. The one where the man and the woman were saying things like "The boat's always leased out when we want to use it." or "It's so much work breaking in a new housekeeper" or "Whenever we go to the country club, our car is always the last one the valet brings out."
"Exactly. Except with you, it's Should I eat at Outback or Macaroni Grill? Oh, real tough decision."
"True." I said.
On any given day, these are usually my most difficult decisions:
1. Barnes and Noble or Border's for my latte and magazine reading?
2. Nap or watch TV?
3. Read my book or do my blog?
4. Call my mother or my best friend to bullshit for a while?
5. WalMart or Target?
As Eddie said, we have it pretty good, and I really am aware of that.
But that still doesn't help me decide on what I want for dinner!!