Before setting out on our present adventure, we gave Maybelle a nice bath. Paul waxed her too. I think it was wax...whatever it was was extremely toxic to breathe and got him feeling pretty good ..talking absolute nonsense. I would walk by and he would be talking in strange accents to himself or making songs up about spots of dirt.
Some of us never really grow up..
This is one of Paul's favorite things to do..roll his shirts up like burritos and stick them in the closet.
Alright so we had a pretty rough start...as we were blazing down some highway outside of Nashville around 11:30 at night (I had to work on Monday so we left late..), I said the one line you don't want your passenger to say: "What's that vibration.." We realized there was a major tire problem and pulled over. Paul got out and went into ape sh*t mode. Of course the tire issue was on the road side and we were dodging mac trucks as he frantically tried to loosen the bolts. Somehow he fixed the tire and we made it to the next gas station to give the newbie some air.
We slept like babies at the nearest Walmart and set out again the next day. We had to make it to Little Rock for Paul's show by 5:30. It was an NPR program called Tales from the South that took place in a cool restaurant. There was story telling involved and live music (Paul). The tire was a champ and we were cruisin along....but then we hit 4 hours of traffic. An amazing amount of traffic. Enough traffic that we missed the entire show... We actually did make it to the venue..as the sold out crowd was pouring out. We did what I think most people would do in that situation..we sat down with the staff and drank heavily.
The next day was much better...we made it to the gig on time and had an awesome time...We even got some jump roping in at a truck stop. Blowing truckers minds...
And heres what we made for dinner tonight....a soba noodle soup with zucchini, onion and mushroom.
Iron Chef Morimoto
And here is a picture of the finished curtains...lovely!!
