Valentine's Day is the best worst holiday ever. 

Now hold up, I know what you're thinking: Sarah that is silly because you honestly have to pick one side. Well, while I do not really feel comfortable with the idea of dedicating one day to professing your love to one (I'm more a love your person all the time kind of person), I am all about the commercial availability of copious amounts of chocolate. Valentine's Day, in my experience is the most polarizing holiday known to man. People either love it or they hate it (and it might have something to do with being single or taken)

Correlation? You better believe it. And now you've seen me in my "day job" element.

And just like that, the weekend is GONE!

​Isn't weird that the older we get, the faster the weekend seems to fly by? Except in college when the weekend got actually longer. The three day weekend is probably the thing I miss the most about college. While the work seemed to go on forever, I could pretty much run my errands all on Fridays and be able to enjoy the weekend without worrying about other responsibilities. I was actually one of those people who found grocery shopping enjoyable. i mean don't get me wrong I still do, especially when Trader Joe's/cookie butter samples are involved. But there was something calming about shopping in the 72nd St. Trader Joe's when the line did not wrap around the store all the way to the milk aisle and being basically the only person in the store, which allowed me to peruse the chocolate covered things section as long as I wanted. 

New Yorkers, you know what I'm talking about. Everyone else, ignore the last sentence to avoid panic.

Brace yourselves. The nor'easter is coming.

In case you have had the absolute pleasure of never have experienced a nor'easter, let me be the first to introduce you. It essentially is a storm that, along with rain or snow, packs a SUCKER PUNCH TO YOUR FACE amount of wind. They are probably the least fun storms on the planet when you're outside, namely because they make playing in the snow lose its luster. They also make shoveling the driveway a pain. The snow just keeps blowing back!

But honestly, when isn't shoveling the driveway a pain?

Oh the things you will do for your favorite foods.

And guys, in case you have not figured it out, I am SUCH a sucker for pickled/fermented/vinegar-y things. Case and point was my DC trip this weekend. After having eaten 3 cucumbers worth of pickles at brunch, I still somehow found the craving for that delicious fermented goodness. I swear no one is going to be able to realize whether I'm pregnant or not. 

And in case you're wondering, I do enjoy my pickles with some ice cream.

Are you starting to get cozy? Cause I'm waiting for the cozy weather to start.

Summer definitely has its perks. The long strolls on the beach. The endless sunny days when dinner ends when it was still light out. Chasing after the ice cream man (which on the beach, constituted a cooler attached to a wagon). The neon colors. Actually the neon was probably the best part.

However, I don't know about you, but it is always SUCH a relief when the shoobies (or beach tourists, but I like to think like a local) finally left and the road congestion dropped by two-thirds. Living by the water meant the temperature stayed above sixty degrees well into November, which meant roaming the boardwalk when there is NO ONE there. I actually went this weekend with my mom and it was pure bliss. No little kids running around. No insane people trying to feed french fries to seagulls and then telling the police they pooped on them. And then, the best part: NO LINES FOR CUSTARD.

This weekend, I most definitely got my swirl on.