Thinking, thinking, thinking.  Ok,  I remember a long, very long, time ago that my teacher told me to just write.  Write whatever came to mind and then sort it out later.  This is the rambling going on through my crazy brain.....
Guacamole, mmmmmm, I really want some.  Good thing my 6 year old helped me make some earlier.  Well, from that point  I got side tract with the thought of the guac in the fridge and had to go and put a glob on my plate and chow down.  I think we put too many onions in it.  Because my breath was kicking!!!!!  So this is now the next morning and I can still taste the onions. And that is even after brushing my teeth before bed! Wow, nobody try to kiss me right now.  UGH!