Ahh who doesn’t love a holiday where you get a three-day weekend? Is there anything better than waking up on a Monday and realizing you have absolutely nothing to do? Unless, of course, you’re one of the many who are trekking down to the beach, Florida, or anywhere awesome. Then you have the stress of traveling back home, getting probed by TSA, walking behind those slow people who take up the entire moving sidewalk, pay $45 to check your bag, all while your skin is radiating heat after doing the whole “It’s finally nice! I’m going to go with tanning oil today!”

Well, travelers, this list is not for you. This is for all my party peeps who are doing absolutely nothing this Memorial Day. Read More »

You are only a few hours away from a three day holiday weekend, ladies! Can I get a “what what”?! Memorial Day Weekend is the official kick-off to summer, which means only one thing: it’s time to get a bikini wax the inevitable family BBQ.

Truth: You love hot dogs off the grill.
Truth: Your family is ridiculous and you’d much rather spend the time with people who don’t make inappropriate jokes about hot dogs. Or at least people who make funny inappropriate jokes about hot dogs. And are under the age of 65.
Solution: CollegeCandy’s Memorial Day Family BBQ Drinking Game

Because Great Uncle Bert’s war stories (a war which he was not in) are easier to listen to when you’ve got Bud Light coursing through your veins. The best part? You can play alone and, being that you leave the BBQ with a killer buzz, you always end up the winner.

What you will need:
A case of domestic beer (we’re celebrating America, aren’t we?)
Various other alcoholic beverages
Your drinking hat Read More »

I’ve grown up a lot in the past week. How could I not with all the positive encouragement from the commenters last week? I got up off the couch, got a pants suit, and got a job with benefits. Well I got off the couch… and that’s a start.

This past week I went to a BBQ at one of my few (I’m talking 1.5) remaining high school friend’s houses. I don’t know why the adults there think that the best side dish to ribs is asking me about my future. I had cole slaw hanging out of my mouth half the time as I explained that, yes, I was doing an internship; no, it was not paid in any amount that can support me; no, there are no health benefits; no, they are not hiring at the end of the summer; yes, that’s definitely potato salad hanging in my hair (the most asked question of the day).

I’m about ready to start making flashcards with my plans to hand out to people rather than spend four hours attempting to justify why I thought it was a good idea to get an internship instead of a job after graduation. Apparently some people don’t keep up with the news and are unaware that most of the class of ’09 did not graduate with job offers.

I’m pretty sure I  sound angry. But I’m pretty sure that anger is one of the stages in the grieving process. Last week was denial and I think next week is hunger…but I’m no doctor, so I can’t verify that.

But I am starting to slowly move on. And, like I said before, I’m practically a functioning adult now. I’ve taken a liking to cottage cheese and I think that habit places me around 75 years old. I guess it’s one new grown-up habit a week from now on. Who knows what I’ll pick up this week. Maybe learning how to file taxes? Or perhaps how to shop at Chico’s?

It’s all up in the air for right now.

Helloooo, Memorial Day Weekend!

Are you ready for the big family BBQ? Oscar Mayer will supply the hot dogs and we’ll provide the fun. And fun is what you need, especially if you’re dealing with post-grad depression. Bet you thought you’d be able to survive the summer on all that money you got from selling your books.

Wrong.

But have no fear, all you need is one little book and you’re set for navigating life on this side of the college diploma. Well, that and the knowledge that you don’t need to have it all. In fact, it’s bad for you to even try. Just sit back, watch some Chelsea Lately and enjoy the long weekend.

We know we will. After a long-ass week dealing with a Facebook breakup, old people doing gross things, and a whole lot of debating about gay marriage and Plan B, we’re ready to take a few days off.  With a margarita. And a giant cheeseburger. By the pool (slathered in sunscreen, of course).

Happy Memorial Day!