On the bright side, I made guacamole. I love guacamole. My sister and I could probably eat it for every meal, which is crazy because when we were younger, we hated it. We must be so mature now.
Honestly, I know this won't be helpful, but I have no set recipe for guacamole. I mean, obviously avocados. I try not to mix it up TOO much because I love chunks of avocado still floating around in there. I also put salsa, cilantro (omg, lots and lots of cilantro!), jalapenos, any form of hot sauce (here in Portland we have a famous hot sauce named Aardvark. You should try if if you're ever here), lime juice, maybe some black beans? I mean, it's all what you want. And as far as how much, experiment! lucky for me, it's hard to get guacamole wrong and I'm usually making it for myself since The Boyfriend hates it.
I had my ER rotation a few nights ago. Sort of strange. I saw a young girl who was doing a back hand spring and popped her elbow out of it's socket. When they sedated her and popped it back in, it just looked so easy. I just kept thinking "Uh, I could totally be a doctor, that was simple". I mean, obviously, it's wayyyy harder than it looks and they've probably done a ton of these, but I was just shocked. The body is so weird.
p.s. Rest in Peace Whitney Houston
