Up at 4am...can't sleep for about an hour.
Fall back asleep. Wake again at 7.
Get the equipment together. Make sure I have my t-shirts and merch organized. Print out merch sheets for friends who have graciously volunteered to tend to the merch table. Grab dog food for Daphne so Pete can drop her off at the kennel so she doesn't eat the back porch while we're gone all day. Get the kids up, fed, dressed and packed with a change of clothes because they are going to Mom's and they'll need to change to attend a play. Forget to eat. Take a shower, get dressed, remember to eat, or rather, drink my breakfast - protein shake. Check and double check the car for guitars, guitar strings, pics, batteries, chords, etc. Pick up after the kids who have left their dishes all over the place. Post stuff on the internet for a few people I help promote.
Chris arrives. Get in the car, drive to the bank and get change for the merch table. Drive to mom's to drop off the kids, get to St. Mary's, park the car and unload the gear. Get to the stage and answer phone calls. Forgot to leave a car seat. Forgot to tell Tim there was back line. Remembered I was glad that I remembered to tell Justin and Jake there was a back line. Jake arrives. There's back line? Crap. I thought I remembered. Confused. Call Pete. He takes care of the car seat situation. Forgot to eat again and there is nothing gluten free around here. Jake saves the day with a larabar.
Get on stage. Breathe. Play music <3 <3 <3
(iPhone capture by Jennifer Coffey)
Get off stage. Be happy though sweaty, sticky and starving. Pack up and load the car. Drive to the first restaurant with gluten free options I can think of. Eat (a lot) with Margaret and Chris. Laugh and laugh. Pick up the kids, pick up the dog, come home.
Breathe. Shower. Breathe again.
Who says you can't have it all?
This day made possible by the following: Pete, Berto Torres, my Mom, Chris Taylor, Jake Owen, Tim Phillips, Onel Jimenez, Margaret Vasquez, Teri Irvin and Michelle Fuentes. Also, Matt the sound guy and his crew, the stage manager and stage hands and my alma mater St. Mary's University. Oh, and thank you, Larabar, for existing.
P.S. All this to say I am incredibly grateful for the friends and family who make it possible for me to do things I love to do. You are appreciated.
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