Korie was an extra special good girl this year and really racked up with Christmas gifts! On top of the antler chewies she also received some stuffed toys and a humongous rawhide chewie that lasted approximately 40 minutes before chewing the end off of it. She loved every second of those 40 minutes. 

I admit it. I'm a channel changer. No, not the tv remote. I rarely get to push those buttons. But in the car, the radio face is all mine. And a lengthy commute amounts to many exasperating moments of "NO THAT'S NOT WHAT I WANT TO HEAR THIS MOMENT - DAMNIT! I believe my mother labeled this genre jumping obsession as bi-polar. Phft...who me?  

I don't typically linger on the country stations, but they are there programmed into the buttons. And if the normal 3 stations with music have a group of idiots with callers discussing the acceptability of breaking up via email or a "whose the hottest celebrity dad" discussion, I occasionally land on country. 

This morning I'm really glad I did. Not Your Mama's Broken Heart is one of the quirkiest songs sung with Miranda's own brand of southern twang.