avocado toast

Laundry loaded, carpet vacuumed, the house is quiet. 

Breathe.

I walk into the kitchen this morning and my mother has made avocado toast for breakfast. Except instead of three slices of avocado neatly positioned atop a thin sliver of ham and rye toast gourmet style, she has managed to squeeze half of a pulpy avocado onto the tiny space. The attractive green mound looks like it has come fresh out of a Buzzfeed article on Pinterest fails. 

"No extra charge for the avocado," my mother beams when I ask her what happened to the toast. "Most places charge you two dollars for that. In this house, you get everything free."

Heart melt.

This is family and God knows just exactly how much I've missed being right here. It's so good be to home.

To my dearest friends and readers, I hope you're spending amazing time with loved ones today. Happy Thanksgiving!

Much love,
A