Friday, September 10, 2010

Now that's what I call High Maintenance

At times, I must say I'm afraid for Megan's future spouse. Truly. From the outside, she doesn't appear to be high maintenance, but she really is.  It reminds me of that scene from When Harry Met Sally where Sally is ordering pie in the diner.  Yesterday Megan wanted some lemonade and here is how it went:

Megan: I want some lemonade.
Me: We are out of the cans of lemonade.
Megan: I don't want the kind in the pouch. 
Me: Hmmm...Oh, here.  We have some Crystal Light pink lemonade.
Megan: I don't want pink lemonade.  How about the other kind that is in that other cabinet.
Me: Okay.
(5 minutes pass while I make a jug of the yellow lemonade and pour Megan a glass)
Megan: This doesn't taste good.  It tastes like water that someone squeezed a lemon in.
Megan: Can you add some sugar?
Me: No- that's what the mix is for.  I can add more mix to it.
(1 minute goes by as I add more mix to her drink and she takes a sip)
Megan: Eeewww.  This is too lemon-y.  That's why I wanted you to add sugar.
Me: How about you pour out some of the drink and add more water.
Megan: No.  I don't want lemonade anymore.
Me: Really? REALLY??!!!????


justmakingourway said...

I'm sorry you had to deal with that - but it's pretty hilarious!

Anonymous said...

Only solution I can think of it have here make her OWN lemonade....LOL. M