by Ashley Weeks Cart
James has been listening to this honky-tonk gem nonstop to power him through the many projects on his “Honey Do” list.
When we first started dating (i.e. watching movies in each other’s dorm rooms and “studying”), I informed James that I positively despised country music. He proceeded to make me a mix CD (people still do that right?) called “Just a Sweet Sweet Taste” with all of his favorite country jams to ease me into life with a bona fide country music lover.
I can’t say I hated it. Or that I haven’t been singing this little ditty myself.