Even though it was a week ago, I figured I should blog about our third anniversary celebration. It was on a Wednesday, so I had to work and Andy ended up spending most of the day running errands. However, he completely and totally surprised me with flowers and a card. You see, Andy and I never buy each other Valentine’s gifts or anniversary gifts, because we feel the forced gift-giving takes the romance out of the gesture. He would much rather surprise me with flowers on a random day than on a day when it’s expected of him. This also lets Andy (or me) off the hook if one of us forgets. Imagine my surprise when he came home from all his errand running with his family with a bouquet of perfect red roses and a very sweet card. The card shows two cute frogs and it just says “I’ll love you till I croak.” It was perfect. We had just bought a beautiful crystal vase in the Czech Republic so I put it to good use and put the flowers in my office. Unfortunately we can’t put the flowers in our bedroom because the cats (mostly Peanut) have the tendency to eat all my fresh flowers and then throw them up in inappropriate places and at inappropriate times. Then we both put on our fancy clothes and prepared for dinner out.
Since we’re back in Nashville, we went back to our normal, pre-Dominica anniversary routine and went to Ruth’s Chris for dinner - the very same Ruth’s Chris where he proposed almost exactly six years ago. We enjoyed salad and bread, filet mignon (Oscar style with a crabcake for me, with a bleu cheese crust for him), mashed potatoes, asparagus, and of course, an insanely decadent molten chocolate cake. It was hedonism on a platter and every bite was flawless, but then, our dinners at Ruth’s Chris never disappoint. After dinner, we walked across the street to Vanderbilt’s campus and walked around the building where we first met and fell in love. We pointed out our old rooms in Currey Hall, the tree under my window where Andy used to play guitar, the pile of rocks he used to throw at my window to get my attention, the lobby where we hung out nearly every night. We came home after that (after all, it was a “school night”), but it turned out to be a wonderful celebration of three fantastic years.
Tags: anniversary, romance, Ruth's Chris, Vanderbilt
Much has happened since our Europe trip, but there has been little time to stop and think about it all, let alone blog about it. I’ll try to sort it all out now.
First, Andy was finally able to schedule his core rotations, so we can now plan for the next year of our lives. Thank goodness! Even more, we are actually happy about where we’re going (way to go, Ross)! From mid-August until the end of October, we will be in suburban Maryland, just outside Washington, DC. While we’re a little uncertain about the housing situation (and finding someplace safe, inexpensive, and relatively close to the hospital), we’re going to DC in a few weeks to check out some housing options. DC is a fun city though and we have a lot of close friends who live there, so we’re looking forward to this experience. I haven’t been to DC since I was really little, so it’ll be nice to go back. Then, from mid-November until at least mid-June of next year, we’ll be living in Atlanta. We are very excited about being able to do the majority of Andy’s core rotations so close to home! Atlanta is also a really fun city and we already have a pretty good knowledge of the area, so for once, things seem to be going our way in the living situation.
Then, Andy got a new truck… sort of. His grandaddy just sold his trailer, so he didn’t need his big truck to pull it anymore, so he asked if Andy wanted it. Of course, Andy said yes, so he is now the proud (a little too proud, if you ask me) owner of a 2003 Dodge Ram 1500 Hemi affectionately called “Thundertruck.” It’s enormous (I have to jump in order to get in it), loud, but surprisingly, doesn’t get too bad gas mileage, all things considered. He absolutely loves it, so we can now both say that we own “grown up cars” that we are really happy with.
Gross!
More recently was Andy’s bicycle accident. The tires on his bike we completely bald and he skidded on a wet patch of pavement on the Brentwood bike trail early this morning. I’ll tell you, the last phone call I want to get when I’m working involves the words “find the hydrogen peroxide” and “we’re going to need some gauze… lots of gauze.” He’s okay, no broken bones and it could have been so much worse (thank goodness for riding gloves and helmets), but there are some deep abrasions that keep oozing (it’s really gross - pictures to come). The bike is in the shop now getting some new tires, so hopefully this won’t be a problem again.
So for now, we’re just trying to enjoy our last six weeks in Nashville before moving again, planning for the next big move, and spending some time together. The countdown has begun…
Tags: atlanta, bicycle, core rotations, Ross, truck, washington dc
I didn’t know how to condense the next part, so I’ll just break it up by days and if the post gets too long (which it totally will), you can stop on a given day and come back and read it later. I know it’s an overwhelming amount of text, but I’d never been to the Czech Republic so I had more than my fair share of observations.
Day 0.5 - Transit Day… Are We There Yet?
The next part of our journey was a great deal of fun. We took the TGV (le train de grand vitesse – train of great speed) from Paris to Frankfurt. This is by far the most comfortable way to travel long distances. At some points reaching speeds of nearly 300 km/hour, the train made it to Frankfurt in less than four hours. We had an electrical outlet for our computer (no internet though), big comfortable seats, and a big center table to use for eating the free meal (chevre, ham, a roll, coffee, etc.) or a game of cards. We loved the whole experience of the rail travel. In Frankfurt we rented a van to get to Prague. Andy and I both hate road trips, so this was not our favorite part of the trip, but after about six hours in the car (with stops) we made it to Prague without incident.
Day 1 - Prague- For Real This Time
Since we arrived in the evening, we didn’t have time to see any of Prague that evening, so we ordered room service (goulash and svickova) and watched really awful British television and a movie on our laptop. The next morning we headed out for a walking tour of the city which gave me an introduction to most of the city, despite the somewhat miserable rainy, cold weather. We walked through St. Wenceslas Square, through the New Town, to Old Town Square and the Jewish Quarter, across the Charles Bridge to the Lesser Quarter and the Prague Castle (it was a long walk, but totally worth it). We saw everything and our guide was really good. My favorite parts were Old Town Square, St. Vitus Cathedral in the Prague Castle, and the cute shops and restaurants of the Lesser Quarter. St. Vitus was absolutely massive and we were lucky enough to see the tomb of St. Wenceslas, though he wasn’t in it, as his body has been dispersed throughout the country in various churches and cathedrals as relics (his skull is at St. Vitus, though). St. Vitus was really spectacular, both inside and out, but it would almost have to be considering it took 600 years to build. I have to admit I was a little disappointed with the Charles Bridge – half of it was under construction, it was raining, and it was teeming with Asian tourists, so you really couldn’t get a feel for the spectacle of the bridge. It was still very impressive, though, I was just hoping for fewer 21st century intrusions on the medieval bridge. After our walking tour, we met some of George’s family at a well-known restaurant (the chef was Vaclav Havel’s personal chef); more svickova followed. Thankfully, the children of George’s cousin spoke English well, so it was much less awkward than it could have been and we got along well with them. We returned to the hotel and watched more dreadful British TV (some sort of horror show with one of the guys from Love Actually… it was laughably bad).
Day 2 - Prague
The next day brought equally miserable weather, but Andy and I didn’t go to Europe to sit in a hotel all day, so we went back to the Charles Bridge with George with jackets and umbrellas to see it at a slower pace than the frenzied hike of our walking tour. We dodged the rain by spending time in the beautiful St. Nicholas Cathedral, a baroque style church in the Lesser Quarter. It was a very different church from the gothic and neo-gothic St. Vitus, with sculpture and painting covering nearly every surface of the church. We took our time examining the statuary, the ornate ceiling, and the various altars. Finally, we ventured back into the rain, crossing the Charles Bridge once more in search of food. We found a nearly empty restaurant that served Budvar (a necessity for Andy) and had more goulash and svickova. After lunch, George headed back to the hotel and Andy and I did a little shopping, finding some cute little toys for our nephew and comparison shopping for crystal and garnet earrings for me (the two main items that are uniquely Czech). At 5:00, we went to Old Town Square to watch the Astronomical Clock change time with the apostles in procession and death ringing a bell. It was very cute, albeit short. Then we met more family members for dinner and had even more svickova. After dinner, we had tickets to a marionette performance of Don Giovanni (which Mozart wrote specifically to be performed in Prague). Despite being a little touristy, I loved it and thought it was really cute. Marionette theatre is a big deal in the Czech Republic and the people manipulating the dolls were immensely skilled.
Day 3 - Our Last Day in Prague (Is That a Castle or Are You Just Happy to See Me?)
With our last day in Prague, we decided to explore the castle in more detail, seeing the throne room, the various churches, the dungeon, the towers, and some of the museums on the property. At this point in our trip, Andy was so over art museums, so we practically ran through St. George’s Convent, which now holds a massive collection of 18th and 19th century Bohemian art. We explored the history of the Prague Castle as it changed hands over the centuries. Andy and I went off on our own to explore the Golden Lane, the castle goldsmiths once lived and briefly housed Franz Kafka as well, the courtyards, and one of the towers which shows the history of the castle guards. We had a late lunch just outside the castle walls (more goulash, more svickova) before heading to St. George’s Basilica, the best preserved Romanesque church, where St. Ludmila was buried in 973, for a classical music concert. More svickova followed the concert and then it was back to the hotel to pack for our next stop.
Day 4 - Family Day in Ceske Budejovice
The next morning we drove to Ceske Budejovice, George’s home town. It took about two hours to get there, so by the time we arrived it was lunch time. We had lunch with Andy’s great aunt and cousins, only one of whom spoke English, so this was a painfully awkward encounter. After lunch, we went to Lhenice (which is so not pronounced how it’s spelled), where George spent his summers as a child. We visited the cemetery where his grandmother and other relatives are buried and visited some more cousins (none of whom spoke English). The house we visited in Lhenice is considered the family “castle.” Andy calls it his castle. The house was built in 1610 (not a typo) and has walls that look like fortifications, an upper and lower garden, and a great big sundial emblazoned with the date it was built. It’s also adjacent to the very old town church. It was very much what you’d expect of a 400-year-old house in rural Bohemia. One of my favorite things in that area were these little chapels scattered throughout the fields. The chapels were built for the farmers and agricultural laborers to pray in while they worked. Under communist rule, the chapels were abandoned and fell into disrepair. Some of them are still quite beautiful with paintings of the Virgin Mary, crucifixes, and small statues. I thought they were very cute. We returned to Ceske Budejovice to visit the town square, which is a very large square filled with shops and restaurants and old facades; unfortunately, nothing was open because it was Sunday, so we decided to return the next morning. I was really sick of all the svickova at this point, so I switched to pork schnitzel just for diversity.
Day 5 -Ceske Krumlov - the Coolest Movie Set Ever
The next morning we packed up the car and visited the town square so Andy and I could buy the crystal we’d had our eyes on. We spent about 45 minutes in the crystal shop, picking patterns, looking at hand-cut pieces, and figuring out how much we could buy given the budget we had set. Since we hadn’t spent any of our “Europe money” we spent quite a bit on the crystal, but it’s so worth it – Bohemian crystal is the best. We hopped back into the car and went to Cesky Krumlov, one of the sights I was most looking forward to on the trip. It’s a fantastically well-preserved medieval town, complete with the requisite castle. When we arrived, I was not disappointed. The best word I can think of for it is picturesque, because everything looked make-believe. If Christopher had been with us, he would have sworn up and down that it was a movie set and the cameras would be rolling by at any moment. We walked to the top of one of the castle towers for an amazing view of the town, and wandered the cobblestone streets (where I finally found a good price on the garnet earrings I had been checking out since we arrived in the Czech Republic). We saw the bear that still lives in the moat (yes, bears protected the castle) and had lunch at an outdoor café as the sun FINALLY came out; it was the first time in about 3.5 days that we weren’t cold and wet.
Final Thoughts:
From there we began our very long journey home. Suffice it to say, Andy and I would rather have flown out of Prague instead of out of Paris to avoid the very long trip back to France. We were not fans of Frankfurt and would probably discourage people from visiting it. We would also discourage people who want to drive across Europe. Trains are much better, much more comfortable, and a million times more efficient. So that was the end of our European vacation. Andy and I have a lot of thoughts of what we would do and where we would go next time we go to Europe. Maybe Paris again and Vienna and Salzburg? Maybe the Greek Islands? Maybe the Mediterranean coast with the French Riviera, Monaco, and the Italian Riviera? Maybe Rome, Vatican City, and Florence? Only time (and our budgets) will tell. For now, we have about 800 pictures and videos to go through and edit and countless memories of our first European vacation together.
Tags: czech republic, prague, Travel, vacation
We returned from Europe only a few days ago and we have been working at breakneck pace to try to get back into the normal schedule of everyday life. After six loads of laundry, some cleaning, picking the cats up, and going back to work immediately upon returning, we’re finally ready to reflect upon our trip. We were gone for about twelve days, two of them lost to flying, four days in Paris, five days in the Czech Republic, and a day and a half spent in transit around Europe. To make these posts more palatable to the reader, I’ll break them up by country.
We left Nashville in the afternoon on Friday and arrived early Saturday morning. After several wasted hours waiting for our shuttle, we eventually arrived at our hotel, checked in, and headed out for a day of sight-seeing. In the first day, we saw a ton of very important sights: we went to Ile de la Cite to see Sainte Chapelle (home to some of the best stained glass displays in the world), the Palais de Justice, the Conciergerie (once a palace, then home to prisoners like Marie Antoinette before being executed), the Archaeological Crypt (the site of old Roman ruins from Lutetia underneath the city), and my personal favorite, Notre Dame. We had our first lunch at a cafe near Notre Dame and it tasted fantastic, though we were all starving and hunger, after all, is the best seasoning. In the afternoon, we went to the top of the Arc de Triomphe and wandered the Champs Elysees down to Place de la Concorde. It was a very full day, but it did keep us from going to sleep (that and a lot of coffee) and adjusted us to Parisian time quickly.
The next day was filled primarily with a trip to Versailles. It was so crowded, there was a constant sea of people all around us. We wandered through the chateau and rented a golf cart to explore the gardens fully. Unfortunately our camera ran out of batteries when we made it to the gardens so we have almost no pictures from that. We also went to the gardens of the Tuileries before dinner at the Gare de Lyon train station at their famous restaurant, Le Train Bleu. It was a very traditional French meal, complete with cheese course, amazing desserts, and very rich (delicious) sauces; dinner lasted a very long time - it was about three hours from beginning to end.
Day three was a museum day. We went to the Louvre in the morning, practically running through it to see the most important pieces (Mona Lisa, Venus de Milo, Winged Victory of Samothrace) and glancing past the important Italian Renaissance, Egyptian, Etruscan, Iranian, and Medieval art. One fun surprise happened when Andy and I were staring at the Mona Lisa and he asked me why it was such an important painting, why everyone was gathering around it. I didn’t really know the answer, but suddenly, an American woman turned to us and asked if we really wanted to know the answer. Of course we said yes, so she explained that she was an art history professor and she told us the significance of Da Vinci’s work and La Gioconda (the Mona Lisa). It was a really unique and fantastic experience. In the afternoon we took a guided tour on medieval Paris, culminating in a stop at the Cluny Museum for medieval art. Our guide, a PhD in medieval studies, explained the significance of the museum’s most important tapestries, the Lady and the Unicorn series, as well as explaining medieval life and society. It was very interesting and not something I knew a significant amount about. In the evening, Andy and I went to the Eiffel Tower (though we didn’t go up it) and took a river cruise on the Seine. This was the high point of the trip for both of us. The food was delicious (foie gras, veal, filet mignon, ratatouille, chocolate mousse, champagne, and more), the sights were wonderful (seeing all the sights along the Seine by twilight), and it was incredibly romantic with their live band. I had a wonderful conversation with our waiter (in French) after dinner, asking about the EU, Turkey, multi-lingualism, Obama and American politics, and Parisian real estate (an apartment on Ile Saint Louis costs approximately 14,000 euro per square meter - the most expensive place in Paris). As Andy and I were walking across the Champ de Mars back to our metro stop, the heavens opened up and a violent thunderstorm began. We raced across the park, the sky lit up with lightning, the cobblestone streets teeming with water, and us laughing hysterically. My poor Stuart Weitzman ballet flats did not fare too well after the storm, but it was totally worth it.
Day four was our last full day in Paris. Andy and I began our morning at our favorite cafe of the trip in Place Saint Augustin, then went to the Opera Garnier and the main department store, Galeries Lafayette. The store, if you haven’t seen it, is housed in an impressive building, complete with stained glass dome. Andy started feeling a little sick, so I took him home before going out to the Musee d’Orsay by myself. In the evening, Andy felt better, so we went to Notre Dame to see it by moonlight and strolled Ile Saint Louis for crepes and ice cream.
By the end of the night, our time in Paris had come to a close. We know we’ll go back to Paris (as soon as we have the time and money), but it was a great introduction to the city for Andy, who had never been. I’ve been a Francophile for as long as I can remember (second grade, I think) and it was so gratifying for me to know that Andy enjoyed himself as much as I did. I know if he had his way, there would have been fewer museums and more crepes and more ice cream, but I think we did well with the limited time we had. Up next in the series: traveling to the Czech Republic.
Courtney’s first quote!
Courtney to Andy: “Why would you do something that makes so much sense?”
Andy: “What?”
Tags: funny quotes
Dexter from the Offspring
The weekend passed in a blur for us. We were home only long enough to sleep a few hours and shower/change clothes. Typically, we lead a reasonably quiet existence, spending an occasional evening with friends. Somehow, this last weekend, tons of people were in town and wanted to hang out, and we couldn’t bring ourselves to say “no.” Here’s a very exhausting play-by-play of how the weekend worked out.
Thursday - Bored with our usual routine, Andy and I headed out to the Tin Roof 2 - a live music bar in Cool Springs. It was fine, the guy singing wasn’t as good as Andy’s band, but it was okay by Nashville standards. Even though we weren’t out past midnight, it was probably not the best idea to go out Thursday knowing what the weekend would hold.
Friday - I used my lunch break to go to lunch with Andy, my best friend Erin and her fiance Taylor, both of whom just graduated law school. Since Erin and Taylor live in Knoxville, we don’t see them as often as I’d like, so anytime they’re in town we always find time to hang out. After finishing my workday, we headed downtown to the Merrell Crawfish Boil with our friend Matt to hear Flyleaf and Offspring in concert. The concert was fantastic, but it had been so long since I’d been to one that I forgot all the things I hate about concerts. I can’t stand the smoking, the drunk people, the smell of poorly disguised marijuana, and the body odor that comes from a lot of overweight, sweaty drunk people jumping around. Nevertheless, Flyleaf was really good and Offspring was amazing. They did a fantastic job and played all the songs we hoped they’d play. We eventually made it to bed by about 1:30.
Saturday - We were up relatively early to get ready for our friend Alana’s graduation party. She just graduated from Belmont and Andy’s known her family his entire life so we spent a good chunk of the afternoon hanging out with all the familiar faces at the party. Once we left the party, we headed to the Cheesecake Factory to meet up with our friend Jeff (who was in town from Knoxville) for dinner. After some more time hanging out, we got ready to go downtown to meet up with Andy’s friend Rishab, his girlfriend, and a couple of his friends. We went to Dan McGuinness on Demonbreun and had a few drinks and attempted to make small talk despite the din of loud music and the thick, billowing clouds of cigarette smoke. We eventually made it home at about 2:30.
Andy and Matt in downtown Nashville
Sunday - Despite my best attempts to sleep in, I was unable to sleep for very long. Our friend Matt came down to the house in the morning to work on the melody for a song that Andy and I had written together. Together, the three of us took a few words on a page and turned it into a song. Once Matt left, we headed to dinner with Jeff one last time before he went back to Knoxville. By Sunday evening we were exhausted and sat on the couch for a couple hours before giving up and just going to bed.
Now the work week is upon me again and at the end of the week we leave for Europe. I guess I have to stick by the old adage “I’ll sleep when I’m dead” because I’m pretty behind in getting my beauty sleep. We’ll be packing for Europe and getting ready to go over the next few days, but I hope to get some of the concert pictures posted soon.
We’ve had a busy and eventful (though not always exciting) last ten days or so, but I’ve been completely devoid of time to update. So here’s a rough outline of what’s been going on.
Vegas trip - I was in Vegas for about five days, but it was probably the least exciting Vegas trip you could imagine (no offense, Mom and Dad). No gambling, no clubs, no shows, no casinos, no restaurants, no shopping. I spent the week working and staying at my parents’ house. It was relaxing in that I got to spend time with my parents, never had to do any dishes, and was able to just work, eat, go running, and hang out, but still. That’s definitely the first time I’ve been to Vegas and I didn’t do anything typically “Vegas.”
Andy’s ski trip - He was in Colorado with his dad, skiing at Arapahoe Basin for a few days. Most people who hear this wonder how he could go skiing in mid-May, but the elevation was so high, the skiing was still very good. He ate lots of game, enjoyed the pool/spa facilities at his hotel, and skied from morning till evening. It was the first time we had been separated for more than a day or two since we got married and, yes, we survived.
Music - Now that Andy’s finished the Step 1 and is waiting on his scores, he literally has nothing to do. It’s a great feeling for him because that hasn’t been the case in a very long time. He and his other band members have had time to record new music that is so much better than anything they’ve ever done before. He’s very proud of the new songs, the original and the covers, and in the next few weeks there will be more to come. Andy and I have been collaborating on a lot of songs, with me writing lyrics and Andy writing the melody, so be on the watch for new music.
FUN! - We’ve seen movies, gone to new restaurants, caught up with old friends, and made many more plans for the next few days and weeks (Offspring concert Friday!). We missed so much of this when we were in Dominica, and even when we were in Miami, so it’s nice to be able to grab coffee with friends, see a movie (Star Trek was SO good!), record music with the band (or in my case, watch them record music), and then go for dinner and drinks with other friends downtown. We feel like every minute of our time is filled with friends and fun and it’s so nice after feeling isolated for a long time.
Europe - We leave for Europe in ten days so I’ve been going through my guidebooks and language books to prepare. We’re hitting Paris, Frankfurt, Prague, and a couple other areas in the Czech Republic for about 11 days. We’re very excited - I haven’t been to Europe since my last trip to London and Paris about nine years ago. Andy went about four years ago, but we’ve never gone together. He’s never been to Paris and I’ve never been to the Czech Republic, so it will be a wonderful experience for us to share together.
As you can see, there’s plenty to do in the few weeks we have left in Nashville and I’ll do my best to keep the blog updated with pictures and stories.
There’s new music on the “Music” page of our site. Just a note, most of these songs will probably appeal to a younger audience.
I know there’s much I have to update on the last week, but this will have to be sufficient for now. Enjoy the new music!
I just spent the weekend in Los Angeles and had the most wonderful time. It was a short trip, far too short, but I had a lot of fun. Saturday morning Andy drove me to the airport for my flight - the first flight I’ve taken without him since we got married (he’s currently skiing in Colorado with his dad)! I made it to Los Angeles without incident despite an excessive amount of turbulence. Usually on the Nashville to LA flight you see a lot of mountains, the Grand Canyon, rivers, and the plains. On this flight, all I saw were clouds covering us in a dense, white carpet. Chris and Dylan picked me up from the airport and we drove through Pacific Coast Highway traffic to Gladstone’s for Fish, a very popular restaurant on the beach, situated between Malibu and Santa Monica. It was great to see the beach and experience a little bit of California sunshine, even if it was still a bit overcast.
After a leisurely lunch with good food and a lot of time with a very smiley baby, Chris dropped me off at the Tudor House, an English tea house where I was meeting two of my closest friends from high school. We talked, sipped on tea, and reminisced for close to three and a half hours. We completely lost track of time and it was just like old times. Once it looked like our waitress wanted us to leave, I went back to Chris and Allison’s apartment and spent some time with them before heading to the grocery store with Chris so I could start dinner. I don’t know the last time I cooked for Chris, if I ever really have, so I decided to make steak with a Cabernet shallot reduction sauce, polenta, carrots and asparagus for them. The polenta didn’t behave the way it’s supposed to, but we managed to salvage it and it was edible, but not exactly up to my standards. Nevertheless, the rest of the food came out well, so I was happy about that. We sat around the table for hours talking, sharing stories, and just hanging out before it was finally bed time.
The next morning I spent a lot of time with Dylan while Chris and Allison got ready for the day. He’s learning to stand right now so we worked on that a lot. He’s smiling all the time now so I was spending most of my time just trying to get him to laugh. We all had a leisurely brunch at this French-style place in Beverly Hills, followed by some picture-taking in some of the gardens that line the streets nearby. We had no decent pictures of Dylan and me in the same shot, so we had to remedy that situation.
After returning home, Allison gave me a wonderful massage as a birthday present and we spent more time hanging out. Before long, it was time to go back to the airport to end my brief Southern California holiday. After an hour and a half of delays at LAX, I flew to Las Vegas to spend the next few days at my parents’ house. This is probably my least exciting Vegas trip, since I’m working all week, as is my dad, so there will be no trips to the Strip or any exciting restaurants. Nevertheless, it’s good to finally spend some time with my family after a long absence.
Here are a few of my pictures from my trip to LA! There will be more to come once I am back at home with my own laptop and software!
Tags: California, Dylan, family, Las Vegas, Travel, vacation
Andy took the Step 1 on Wednesday for eight very long hours and now he is finally free! All he can do now is wait for his scores and finally relax and take a break. He’s been going through school without a break for almost two years, which is harder than it sounds if you imagine what college would have been like if the only time you had off was two weeks in between every single semester. So now, the fun begins. Sort of. I still have to work, but now Andy is free to do all those things he’s been wanting to do for two years - go skiing, record music, take a vacation, explore Nashvillle (which has changed a lot while we’ve been gone), and just relax a little. We’re both going on trips this week - I’m visiting my family in LA and Las Vegas (thank goodness I can work from anywhere) and Andy’s going skiing in Colorado with George. While we both hate the idea of being apart for six days (we haven’t been apart that long in three years), we’re excited to have mini vacations and relax a little. Later this month, we’re going to Europe, and every day in between we’re going to hang out and have fun being home. Let the fun begin!
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