Dinner...

So, Alison had conferences last night, so I decided to go to Cub and grab something to eat. I wasn't sure what I wanted though...so I had to look around.

You know how long it took me to make a decision? Do you?

21 minutes

That's right...I paced the store for 21 minutes. From the chicken section, to the ribs, to the frozen pizza, to the deli, to the pizza again, back to the chicken section.

It was ridiculous. Talk about being indecisive. I mean...at a certain point, I even saw Brett Favre rolling his hand in the "C'mon, make a decision buddy" manner. Unbelievable.

In the end...I got chicken wings...