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Everything is Broken

Okay, so that title might be a slight lie… and incredibly overdramatic…

But here’s the story.

It all started the night before Chico left for tour, one of our doorknobs breaks. In all of his hustle and bustle getting ready for tour, and after spending precious time going from store to store searching for a new knob (which he later found was custom made for our house) Β there was just no time to fix our obscure and apparently one-of-a-kind door before the bus pulled out of town…

House 1. Aly 0.

The morning after Chico left, everything seemed pretty normal. I poured myself my usual morning cup of coffee, and lo and behold, parts of my coffee machine fall out as soon as I remove the pot. Coffee maker- broken.

REALLY? Yeah. House 2. Aly 0.

Then the next day I get on a cleaning frenzy (this never happens!) and decide to do loads and loads of laundry. By about the second load, the machine stops in the middle of the cycle and doesn’t pick back up. Of course after readjusting the settings, restarting the machine, (and maybe even giving it a few kicks and punches) it’s not starting back up and my clothes are just taking a long bath in some high water…

House 3. Aly 0.

But you know- I try to hold my own! After all I am a grown-up, right? Thankfully I have my bro-in-law here in Nashville now and some great friends who live close by and can give me a hand every now and then.

As for the door? Β It’s not completely fixed, but it’s functioning better than when it first broke.

The coffee maker? I had to buckle down and buy a new one.

The washing machine? Girl figured out that if you put both of Chico’s 10 lb. weights on top of the lid, everything is as it should be. Bam!

I’m not sure where the Me vs. House points land as of right now, but hey- I’m learning how to be a handy-woman in the process… all while trying to remember that I’m grateful for our little house and the things we do have. πŸ™‚

#FirstWorldProblems

Photos: one, two, three

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Tour Pranks…

Okay – so anyone that knows me knows that I love a good prank. In fact there are very few things in life that give me more joy. This usually comes in the form of scaring people, and poor Jeremy ends up getting the brunt of this on the road. I can’t help it – he’s so jumpy. For example:

Yes that was me screaming like a wild hyena as I descended upon my prey.

Now at the end of every tour there is the traditional tour prank where one band will do something goofy while the other band is playing on stage. As our tour with The Script was winding down we started thinking about what we were going to do. We threw around a few ideas and it’s possible that gorilla suits may have been thrown in the mix. However, it turns out that gorilla suits are quite expensive – we needed a “Plan B”. It was down to crunch time – the night before the show, and that’s when I stumbled upon these little gems:

Yes, they were children’s outfits. Yes, they were tight. Yes, probably too tight. And yes, we went for it.