Undone by the Perfidy of Avocados

I had one main desire for my dinner tonight – that it include guacamole. I bought three small avocados on Sunday, and I was sure that they’d be ripe by this evening. I gave them each a thorough yet gentle squeeze before heading out to work this morning, and I was full of plans for delicious, nutritious guacamole. But I was sadly mistaken, and thus thwarted by unripe fruit. Stupid sneaky avocados.

I know I should be grateful that I can even get my hands on avocados in January, but damn it, I really wanted guacamole. And don’t tell me that I should go buy guacamole. No one makes it as good as I do. Actually, that’s not true. My friend Julie’s mom makes better guacamole than I do. Otherwise, though, I make the best. My dinner was fine, but it guacamole-free.

On a completely unrelated note, John and I have spent the last two nights obsessively researching hotels in London for our trip this spring. We were looking at this special British Airways promotion where you supposedly got two nights free in a hotel, but it turns out most of the hotels you can get for free are the crappy ones that do not meet my standards. So the researching continues, and we can’t seem to agree on a hotel. I want to stay some place fancy, and John wants to worry about not spending too much money. I’m not trying to book us in to the Ritz for crying out loud! Anyway, if you have a favorite London hotel, we’re looking for recommendations.