The holiday special

Back in the day when I lived with five other girls instead of one handsome man, our apartment was known for celebrating even the most obscure holidays in the most fantastic ways.

For Earth Day, we made "dirt" dessert (in very non-biodegradable plastic cups).

For Cinco de Mayo, we served chips and salsa and hit a piñata.

For Mexican Independence Day, we decorated my sister's car in red, white, and green streamers, and threw candy out the window while driving around playing Mexican music and shouting "Viva, Mexico!"

And so forth.

In the past couple of weeks, I've attempted to recreate some of the joy in celebrating holidays with Jacob. Unfortunately, he doesn't get quite as enthusiastic about said celebrations as I do.

For Leap Day, I practically had to beg and plead for him to play a rousing game of leap frog with me. We leap frogged our way from one bedroom to the living room, for a grand total of five leaps. Also note: It is very difficult to leap over a 6 foot, 5 inch individual, even when that person is crouching on the floor.

Pi(e) Day holds a special place in my heart. One year, my roommates and I threw a fairly impressive Pi Day party, with numerous varieties of pies for the taking:

Last year, I made a solitary chocolate pie. This year, I was even lazier than that:

Thank you, Hostess, for manufacturing individual pies a girl can use to celebrate Pi Day in a pinch.

Last year, I blogged about how I celebrated St. Patrick's Day a day late with some frightening green fettucine alfredo. This year, I celebrated in a more timely manner, with results that were much more pleasing to the eye.

I promise, the rice and milk are green. And for some reason, Jacob wasn't too terribly thrilled about taking the leftover green rice to work for his dinner tonight. I can't imagine why.

Also, remember my dilemma about this shirt? In honor of St. Patrick's Day, it made its first appearance since I purchased it almost a year earlier.

I'm still not quite sure how I feel about it.