Month: February 2015

From mid-February to mid-March is a wonderfully magical time of year when McDonald's offers the ever-elusive Shamrock Shake in honor of Saint Patrick's Day. Because what better way to celebrate the death of a saint than with frothy green milkshakes? I came to the Shamrock Shake party later in life around the age of 22,… Continue reading March Is Right around the Corner, and I Can Taste It.

I really love a good margarita...bring me a fishbowl, dump it full of tequila, ice, and strawberry mix, and it's like giving a child a brand new toy to keep them quiet and occupied for the next while. Of course, after a fishbowl or two I am anything but quiet, but that's beside the point.… Continue reading Margarita Madness!

I know it may come as literally no shock, but I do not celebrate Valentine's Day. Not just because I'm the exact opposite of a sappy romantic, but because I kind of always thought of it as a really clever scam from jewelry stores, flower shops, and greeting card companies everywhere. Real talk: I'd rather… Continue reading The Heart Wants What It Wants…and That Is Usually Cake.

Like most red-blooded Americans, I'm going to be spending the day swigging Pepto like water after deciding that eating like a 16-year-old boy was a really good idea for the cheat day of all cheat days- Super Bowl Sunday. I've also spent most of the day wondering if I screwed up as colossally badly as… Continue reading A Formation so Tasty, It Should Be Illegal. But Let's Be Thankful It's Not.