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(Graphic from the July 2012 edition of O Magazine. Are you the graphic artist? Please let me know in comments, so I can link to you.)

I admire decisive people. One of the surest ways to make myself insane is by wringing my hands over opportunity cost. That passage from The Bell Jar haunts:

I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn’t quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn’t make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.

But there’s good advice in this month’s Martha Beck column ( July 2012, O Magazine), “Get Unstuck: How to Make the Right Decision Every Time.” My favorite bits:

When you trade indecision for choice, you’ll be rewarded with either success or education.

“Indecision brings its own delays, and days are lost lamenting over lost days.” -Goethe

The body truth goes ahead of the mind lie.

That last part is especially true for me. My body has very strong, sometimes visible reactions when I’m making a choice that goes against my gut. That used to embarrass me, but now I feel lucky to have such a strong internal compass.

What about you, do you guys ever have trouble making decisions? How do you make important choices versus little ones?

Weekend Soundtrack: Dolores Park Summer Mix

We’re finally back at home and staying put so we have time to catch up with all the San Francisco friends. (I miss your faces.) Lots of birthday barbecues, lazy times in the park, and maybe a hike out to the beach. It’s finally starting to feel like summer.

When the weather is good in SF, Dolores Park is sort of like our town square. Here’s what we’re listening to over beers on the picnic blanket:

Dolores Park Summer Mix on Spotify
Dolores Park Summer Mix on Rdio

Polite Dance Song, The Bird and the Bee
Hurry On Now, Alice Russell
Heart Skipped A Beat, The xx
Sea Of Love, Cat Power
Easy To Love (Bonus Track), The Jezebels
Someone To Love, Hey Marseilles
Just Like Heaven, The Cure
Don’t Move, Phantogram
Tighten Up, The Black Keys
F-cking Boyfriend [Explicit], the bird and the bee
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Cherry Bomb, The Runaways
Swoon, Big Deal
Santa Fe, Beirut
Trap Doors, Broken Bells
When I Drink, The Avett Brothers
Don’t Bother Me, The Blakes
Zebra, Beach House
Get Up Offa That Thing, James Brown
Little Talks, Of Monsters and Men

It’s gorgeous out, so my fingers are crossed for oysters on the water tonight. We so fancy.

What are you guys up to this weekend?

Small Differences Between Hawaii and Home

Instead of taco trucks, they have shrimp trucks.

There are chickens everywhere. In parking lots, on the road, walking through your yard.

Instead of waving as a “thank you” in traffic, locals throw you a Shaka.

The birds and flowers are more colorful.

Leaves are bigger.

You can get candy leis at the bodegas.

There are (terrible) coconut M&Ms with little beach umbrellas printed on, and you can get Hershey’s Kisses with Macadamia nuts inside.

The fruit stands have bags of pre-cut fruit on ice.

Garbage cans are less accessible to wildlife.

People worry less about locking their cars.

Your phone maps look different.

You can get Spam anywhere.

The view from the 7-11 is better.

Dramatically better.

Weekend Soundtrack: Hawaiian Punch! Luau Mix

Aloha! Last year, I won a stay at a house in Hawaii at the preschool auction. It was about to expire, so I packed Hank up, made some last minute calls to friends, and now we have a team of little boys running around in leis.

For those of you like, “WTF? Weren’t you just in Hawaii?” Good point, you guys. After we booked this trip, I got the call for the press trip, and I wasn’t about to say, “Meh. I’m already going to Hawaii” because I am not a stupid person. So I live here now. You should come over. Here’s what we’re listening to:

Hawaiian Punch! Luau Mix on Spotify
Hawaiian Punch! Luau Mix on Rdio

Tonight You Belong to Me, Eddie Vedder
Sweet Tooth, Kids on a Crime Spree
Lovin’ Spree, Ann-Margret
In the Water, Beat Connection
Yo Seria Otro, Davila 666
You and I, Ingrid Michealson
Mrs. Cold, Kings of Convenience
Rock-A-Hula Baby, Elvis Presley
Without You, Eddie Vedder
Don’t Worry Baby, Beach Boys
Calhoun Surf, Los Straitjackets
Room Without a Key, Rubies
Walk Don’t Run, The Ventures
Swimming, Breathe Owl Breathe
Fools Rush In, Bow Wow Wow
The Way We Ought to Be, Indigo Swing
Pipeline, Agent Orange
Goodnight Moon, Said the Whale
Forever, Pete Drake

Plans for this trip are less ambitious. Shaved ice, sandy bottoms, a new fruity drink every night, and taking turns keeping the boys from wounding each other.

What are you guys up to?