Tag: beef

That one time I ate my body weight in cheeseburger…

Sometimes I wish I had a fancy vocabulary. There are moments, like this one, where I would benefit from having some eloquent and vibrantly descriptive words in my unexpansive vocabulary. I could then adequately describe how fucking delicious the cheeseburger I ate this weekend was and how fucking awesome I […]

 

Dinner with the besties

I like to think of myself as a woman with a lot of friends. A lot of new ones that I have met as an adult and a very select few (four to be exact) who have been around for everything since I was a teen. All the fun times […]