avacados

Sometimes on the weekends, A and I like to cook dinner, because the food here is pretty terrible. We both try to take care of ourselves and eat healthy stuff, and all the fried things our school makes on the weekends often leaves us feeling pretty sick.


Today, after a unnecessarily long trip to Wegman's and an intense argument discussion regarding sauces in the pasta aisle, we ended up making fettuccine alfredo, with an avacado on the side. 


Yes, it's weird.


Anyway, so we got to talking about how cool it would be to have an avocado tree someday, and the almighty Google revealed that it can be done! Save those seeds! So we saved ours, and plunked it in water immediately so it wouldn't dehydrate and die. 


Growing an avocado requires suspension from the lid of a cup or jar into water ... but of course I had no toothpicks on hand. We were in a panic. 


So what does A do? He went to Wegman's, bought toothpicks, ran across campus in his sweats at eleven o'clock at night to set up a proper avocado operation, and then ran back to his dorm. 


Reason 1 X billion why I love that kid.