dixie chickens & tennessee lambs

i don't mean to toot my own horn or anything but today marks the fifth time this week that i've posted something.  as in - each day of the working week.  as in something that's unheard of round these parts because i'm a lazy, unmotivated piece of shit (on a good day).  
that being said i thought i would keep you kids apprised of the goings on here in wisconsin. it's still cold.  like frigidly so.  which is cool.

that's the lake shitler and i live on.  don't let the sky fool you.  it's cold as shit and i want to do nothing that involves me leaving the cocoon of blankets i create for myself on the daily.

i'm not even ashamed to admit that i'm possibly more excited for the announcement and ticket sale of the dave matthews band tour than i am for my own wedding.  but it's been two years since shitler and i went to one of the concerts and it makes my soul unhappy.  so naturally the best wedding gift ever on the face of the planet is someone telling you that that's what they're buying you.  perhaps shitler can get nice and close and he can get another shot like this.

i don't have much else to mention.

except i could eat an entire jar of jalapenos in a sitting.

i feel like that creature from LotR when i get my paws on a jar because i'm all:

sidenote - is anyone else obsessed with that goddamn jason derulo song "talk dirty?"

because i am and i often put it on repeat and then feel incredible shame for loving it.

but the 2 chainz part?  that shit is my jam and i just belt it out for all to hear.

especially this part:

so naturally here's the song.  because i'm terribly addicted.

also the link up with whit.