Before I start writing this post I just want to say that I don’t want this to turn into a relationship based blog. I feel like lately that’s what it has become, and it’s hard because it is part of my life, and right now it’s the part that I’m the happiest in. With that said, I’m going to talk about my relationship now. #sorryimnotsorry

Mr. Sullivan and I had a lovely date night this past Wednesday. We met up on the east side after work, got massages and grabbed dinner. We talked about serious life stuff, made fun of the bridal party sitting near us and the fact that our server looked like a more manly version of Eli Manning, and simply enjoyed each other’s company. I always have a good time with him, even if we’re just sitting with each other doing our own thing. It’s like, real life.


– S


[354] Date Night for Fatties


The Syracuse game was on tonight so I thought I’d invite the boy over for dinner during said Syracuse game. I went all out, and made Fat Girl Specials. For those of you who don’t know what a Fat Girl Special is, let me enlighten you: it’s alfredo sauce mixed with Spicy Hot Tomato Oil over fettuccini. Usually, I just use jarred alfredo, but lately, or at least the last time I made myself a Fat Girl, I’ve been making alfredo sauce from scratch.

Not only did Syracuse win over Virginia Tech handedly, my Fat Girl Special was a hit, I got a sweet piece of Giants art, I guess that’s what I’d call it, but I also got a full on back massage as a thank you.

Please sir, may I have another?

– Stephanie