Last night Nathan found my secret stash of Girl Scout Cookies. By secret stash, I mean three boxes hidden in plain sight in a plastic bag atop my dresser. I've had them for exactly two weeks now, so it's actually surprising that it took him until now to sniff them out. He was not pleased to discover I'd been holding out on him (he was yelling "what the fuck" at quite a loud volume by his standards). Quickly, I explained that Girl Scout Cookies are a once a year treat that I treasure and savor in an effort to make their goodness last as long as possible. However, everyone else tends to inhale them, and therefore I usually end up discovering that someone has eaten them all and that my careful cookie rationing plan has been sabotaged!!!!
"So can you really blame me for hoarding my Thin Mints?"
"Just tell me that red box isn't Samoas."
"It's Tagalongs; you don't even like peanut butter, baby!"
He grudgingly accepted my deception, and I placated him with a Thin Mint and some of our much coveted milk. All was well once more, although I'll be needing a new "hiding spot" if I don't want to share my second box of Thin Mints.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Last night, my boyfriend claimed that my social engagements will continue to decline in number as I get older, and that more and more often, I will not have plans to see my friends on the weekend. This is depressing, considering that seeing my friends on a regular basis is one of the primary reasons post college life remains bearable. I refuse to accept this. There is no reason that I cannot do better than watching the American ladies fall short at the International Figure Skating World Championships on a Saturday night. Alissa Czsiny may have lovely lines and blah blah blah but I am so not convinced that girl can perform under pressure. Even in winning this year's National Championship, she fell. Scott Hamilton may still think she's the next big thing, but I'm so not impressed with her history of choking (as seen when she failed to make the Olympic team in 2006). Michelle Kwan may as well give a come back a shot-- given her performance as a commentator last night, that certainly doesn't play to her strengths, and the field of American women is shamefully weak. Sasha Cohen is also contemplating a return to competitive skating. Neither of them may be able to compete with the new World Champion, Kim Yu-Na, who now holds the world record for highest score by a large margin, but I'd be willing to bet they could outperform Czsiny. I'm also interested to see if Emily Hughes throws her hat back in the rink after missing Nationals due to injury the past two years, or if we see a return to form from former World Champion Kimmie Miessner. Rachel Flatt did well in her free skate at Worlds to finish 5th, but she's 16 and the Olympics and (even the Olympic trials) are a whole different brand of pressure!
OK, I admit it. I had no problem staying in and watching Figure Skating, I am all about that shit.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
I ran into a college acquaintance while walking along the parade route yesterday. We both still live near Fordham's Rose Hill campus in our post-undergrad lives. He claims it helps him to save on rent so he can splurge on food, drink and wardrobe. Unfortunately, I too save on rent, but that doesn't mean I have dough left over for anything too indulgent. That's why it's a problem when I learn about $9 slices of almond cake with walnuts and heavenly looking frosting. One day, I will try it, and I bet it will be worth it--unlike the Haagen-Daz Bailey's Irish Cream Milkshake I spent $6.45 on last night while waiting for the LIRR in the bowels of Penn Station. Epic disappointment. Bailey's has a nice flavor when you are sipping an alcoholic beverage, but quickly becomes cloying and overwhelming when served as a 1500 calorie shake. You don't get drunk, just full. It was purchased in the spirit of St. Patrick's Day, but I should have gone with my old standby, the Mint Chip Dazzler. I will never abandon you again, Dazzler. I know now that nothing could be better that your layered depths of mint chocolate chip ice cream, hot fudge, whipped cream, Oreo cookie crumbs and chocolate sprinkles. Give me that coronary in a cone!