I am not a domestic goddess.

The whole reason I am starting this blog is because of an alarming trend I have noticed, mainly through pinterest. These women make these blogs showcasing their crafting skills, their immaculately clean and decorated homes, perfectly put together outfits, and their made from scratch recipes right down to the fucking mixing bowl they made from 100% organic clay the dug from their yards. Yeah, that's not me. I've learned to accept the fact that I will never be that and I'm okay with it. I am a slob, some might even say borderline hoarder. I hate cleaning. Cooking is a pain in my anus and I only do it sometimes. My house looks like a college boy decorated and I'm pretty sure all the pictures on the walls are hung there crooked. I did DIY curtains in our old apartment though. And by that I mean I used my awesome Come and Take It Flag and tacked it above the window and then it turned into curtains. I rarely drink wine. I drink Lone Star beer. Tall boys if I'm lucky. Date night for us is sitting in the garage with my iPod drinking said tall boys and chain smoking. Not because we can't afford to go out, but because why the FUCK would we change out of our pajamas to go out when there's perfectly good beer in the fridge? We're the dirty Purdys dammit.

^on our honeymoon, doing what we do best.