Monday, November 24, 2008

Back off the wagon.



The Kool-Aid man is my dealer.
The Kool-Aid is my drug.

I had weened myself off of Kool-Aid several months ago because I was on the weight loss tip and needed to cut my sugar intake. But I couldn't dare throw those packets of powdered goodness away. Recently, I had absolutely nothing to drink and wasn't about to venture out into the Atlanta cold to purchase something. I thought about what I had at home. I had sugar and my kitchen faucet was working. And I had never forgotten about the Kool-Aid packets at the bottom of that drawer. The answer was right in front of me.

I hadn't forgotten my recipe. And the preparation all came back to me as if I'd never stopped making it. Hot water, so the sugar will dissolve. Tropical Punch and Lemonade blend. Fill a cup with ice to prepare for the both warm and cold first sip.

And oh, what a good first sip it was.
And a good second sip.
And all the following sips.
Until it was gone.
Not the cup, the pitcher.

And I made another. And another.
I haven't stopped making Kool-Aid since.

My name is Tracie. And I'm addicted to Kool-Aid.

6 comments:

Saule Wright said...

I haven't had CRACK Aid in in like 3 years. I can't go back...I can't go back

Anonymous said...

It's me girl...too lazy to sign in. Anywhoo, you're so crazy. Have you tasted my hubby's koolaid? It's so good.....I'm almost totally weaned now. I'll allow myself about 3-5 mL per pitcher.....

Saved Girl said...

LOLOL.

Mista Jaycee said...

Kool Aid is just wrong. If I add that to my addiction to hostess ding dongs I would not be able to leave the house.

Cheetos have me. Help!
Jaycee

WhatevaWoman said...

LMAO!!!!Rainbow colored sugar water im an addict myself lol

Smokie said...

LOL! Hilarious.

My name is Smokie. I'm addicted to bread....