But let’s not dwell on that.
Instead, let’s dwell on the other important news. The guac signal worked! And the Professor and I were able to go to the store and procure fixings and eat it all up. Well, mostly me. Even now, my lips are all a tingle from the yummy of the jalapenos.
I was all set to marry that bowl of guacamole, but I’m already married to Diet Dr Pepper and we all know I’m not leaving Diet Dr Pepper if I don’t have to.
My point is that the Missus rocks and you should check out her recipe in the comments of the post below, which, being earlier in the day was back before I was jaded about my chances of ever finding a house.
I am such a baby, you guys. I hope, if you’ve learned anything from reading me all this time, it’s that.