Living and loving in central Wisconsin, and laughing at life with a little bit of wonder and a little bit of cynicism.
Andrea Bocelli is blind.
My sister either bought me a bathrobe or lingerie for Christmas.
As an Environmental Educator, I should probably start hunting.
Wisco hunting licenses are cheap. Hunting gear is not.
My mother is going to KILL me when I finally start talking to her again only to tell her I’m moving in with a boy.
My dogs are underexercised and way, way, way overly obnoxious. The old one also ate 3/4 bag of party-sized peanut M&M package. Approximately 3 to 5 pounds of M&Ms.
I want sleep but don’t want to waste time sleeping.
I have the day off, a list as long as my arm, and I just want to hang out with my dogs. Descending order, correct.
Pattin’ myself on the back, ya’ll.
Ben Folds: The Best Imitation of Myself
Counting Crows: Saturday Nights and Sunday Mornings
Ellie Goulding: Lights
Pete Yorn: Musicforthemorningafter
Tony Bennett: Duets II
Florence + The Machine: Ceremonials
Coldplay: Mylo Xyloto
David Guetta: Nothing But The Beat
Lady Antebellum: Own the night
Drake: Take Care
Lady Gaga: A Very Gaga Holiday
She & Him: A Very She & Him Christmas
Rihanna: Talk That Talk
So many good choices. Ugh. Big f’ing musical o.
Of all of these, I’m most excited for Tony Bennett’s album, She & Him, and Gaga’s holiday album. Because let’s be honest. All of us get a little hot for jazz done well.
Edit: I’m a fucking hipster.
But I’ve got the next motherfuckin’ 4 days off and…. SO DOES THE TRUCKER BOYFRIEND! Haven’t seen him in 2 weeks (and before that, only one day IN two weeks) and it’s going to be fucking fabulous.
But beyond that, I HAVE 4 DAYS OFFFFFFFF