This is turning out to be the best week ever.

+ He is Risen! "Death has lost and love has won!"

+ Alexandra WON the Drive, Chip, and Putt tournament in Augusta! Let me just share this beauty again in case you missed my Facebook post, 10 Snapchats, texts, etc.:
That's my girl!
+ The cabinet I designed for our house is being installed as I type!

+ Our monthly Girl's Night is this week. And I have the best friends, duh.

..and last but not least:

+ I'm knocking one off the bucket list: As announced Saturday, our episode airs on HGTV at the end of this week! [Seriously I've been watching HGTV since I was 9 wanting to be on!]


    I just want to set the record straight before ya'll watch the show [that even I haven't seen so there may need to be more added to this at a later date!]. These are some things I think you should know before watching!:

+ Boxing.

You'll notice, our title is "Third Round Knock Out". Yes. You will see us boxing in this episode. Why? Oh cause, I used to box casually. Here's the deal. In California I had a gym membership that I never used, but I did want to do something, so when one of Tyler's coworkers mentioned she went to a cardio class at the boxing gym in town, I decided to give it a try. I lasted for a few months sprained my ankle [not boxing] and was out a month, then boxed another month or so before we moved. Please note: I NEVER BOXED ANYONE. The only time I got in the ring was with my instructor for my free "one-on-one" training class that you get for joining the gym. It was a CARDIO class with boxing moves and everyone had their own bag to punch. When we filled out our application for the show, I was still in boxing class so I [stupidly] listed that as a hobby and they decided to run with it for the show. Unfortunately for me, by the time we filmed it had been months since my last class and I was never good with the footwork to begin with seeing as I didn't need it vs. a bag. So go ahead and think up your jokes [cough, Danny Spears, cough]. Fortunately for me, they like to make it so the girl wins - I wish I could TKO Tyler, but alas, it's staged.

We are not millionaires.

Somehow, our budget got way mixed up between emails. We did increase our budget at one point but they ended up taking the second number from the low end and switching it with the second number from the top of the budget so our budget went wayyy up! By the time we caught the error, they had already filmed a segment with the host separately so we had to go with it. But that's why we keep saying, "we want to stay at the low end of our budget!"

We are a little boring.

    We pretty much agreed 100% on what we wanted in our first home - but that's pretty boring for viewers, so they took our one minor disagreement and blew. it. up. We really didn't argue over that to the extent that it may or may not be viewed on-screen [especially with the super corny scripted lines during the boxing scenes]. It's TV people! Don't worry, while there have been couples who split up because of the show [not even lying], we are not one of them!

+ We love our house!

    Again, we're boring. By the time they filmed the last house [our house] we had already requested some changes with the builder - so we didn't really have anything we 'didn't like' and they forced us to find something. I don't really remember what we said other than the backyard was boring? ..but we really do love our house!

+ We love our builder!

The show makes it seem like we didn't know the builder, but we do! It also makes it seem like he sold the house to us for below value so that he could 'get out' and move on to the next project. Not true. We did get a great deal but he definitely didn't 'get rid of it'. They just had to back-track and cover up for the fact that they'd already filmed her saying we wouldn't be able to find what we wanted at the low end of our budget.

+ I wear heels.

    This may come as a shock, but I wear heels guys! In the summer I love to wear wedges with shorts. I have short legs and I try not to buy skanky short shorts, so I need help sometimes! You'll see me in wedges *and* flats on the show and if you see me in person in the summer, I'll probably be wearing wedges. Or barefoot.. but that wouldn't have been acceptable for TV. All that to say, I did not just wear heels for the show. Ask my realtor. I wore wedges when she was dragging my hopeless but around Charlotte trying to find our dream home!

+ Even with heels, I am short.

    No, I am not close to as tall as Tyler. Not even with heels on. But, thanks to the handy dandy 'Tom Cruise' box, I do appear to be in some of the interview scenes!

Your FAQs Answered:

    We've gotten a lot of questions from you all about the process, so here are the answers to the questions we've been asked most frequently:

+ Did you get paid?

    Haha, no! We wish.. but we did get a gift card to a home improvement store and we were willing to settle for the 15 minutes of fame!

+ Is it real?

    As real as it can be! Like the producers told us: they don't want to force anyone to purchase or put a timeline on purchasing and you can put an offer in on a house anytime after the first film date. They showed us the first two homes then they left us alone with our realtor to visit [what felt like] 10x more homes, *hopefully* finding 'the one' before
they come back to film again! Luckily for us, we had already found our home about a week before filming began and were just waiting for it to be closer to finished before putting in an offer.

+ Is the show's host your actual realtor?

    No. While she is a licensed realtor, our realtor was behind the scenes finding the houses and hooking us up. She's the best. If you're looking in the Charlotte Area, Jennifer Monroe is your hookup.

+ Did you have a script?

    Absolutely not. Which made re-takes extremely difficult - trying to remember what we said the first time, second time, fifth time.. Although, like I said, we were a little boring when it came to arguing so some of those lines were fed to us!
..and anything else that sounds cheesy was probably fed to us as well! They also made us do a few re-takes if we were being 'too nice' about a house that we clearly didn't like.

+ Did you have a hair and makeup artist?

    While there was a hair and makeup artist on set [for the host], we did not get to get in on that perk! I did all of my own hair and makeup [as you'll probably be able to tell - because it was always raining and I can't tame the frizz in the rain!]. I even did Tyler's makeup! In high-light and sunny scenes they requested I powder his forehead and nose, but that's the extent of his makeup wearing! We also picked out our own clothes after reviewing their extensive list of no-no's for the TV screen: no clothing logos, no sports logos, no stripes, no tiny polka dots, no all-white, no red.. etc. So after canceling out all the Miami gear, workout clothes, and stripes; that left us with about 2 items for poor Tyler. Proof I did my own hair, a picture our builder snapped when he came to install the cabinet knobs the morning of filming:
+ How long did filming take?

    For. Ev. Er. [Sandlot voice]. We were scheduled to film for almost 30 hours over 3 separate days. Thankfully we rarely had to do re-takes [other than when they wanted different angles or to use a different camera] so we cut that down to about 24! [Not to toot our own horns but the director said we were really easy to work with and did great with our takes! We're clearly stars in the making.]


+ When will it air?!

    Wait no longer folks. Set the DVRs for THIS Saturday morning, April 11th at 9:30 AM on HGTV! Or, you could not be lazy and get up and watch it LIVE!

    I asked Tyler if he had anything to add.. so I'll leave you with this:
    So.. 'melt your eyeballs and hearts out' America, THIS Saturday at 9:30/8:30c [9:30pst, no idea mountain time!]!
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    I really struggled with the title of this post: "Throwback Thursday: My Husband is Hot" was a major contender. I never cared about soccer - ever - that was until I met Tyler. I spent half of my senior year of high school at the sparsely attended soccer games cheering him on. His deep love for the sport, rooted from his childhood, got me thinking about more than just Friday night football games. Although he didn't play in college, he played on rec teams and still plays occasionally at soccer meet ups in our neighborhood and when he's really desperate, he'll invite me to the park. I love to watch him play but apparently it's weird for a wife to attend a soccer meet up and cheer.. so I hold back!
    As much as I love to watch Tyler play, I never got in to actually watching soccer [David Beckham on the other hand..] but this World Cup has changed that. The games have been so exciting, I love critiquing the uniforms and shoes, the Kia "fútbol" commercials are awesome, and Dempsey's goal in under a half-minute in the opener almost gave me a heart-attack from excitement and extreme pride as an American. I've even found myself watching games when Tyler is not home and texting him about my favorite goals. I was sad about Spain, beaming over Mexico's three second-half goals to dominate Croatia [heritage, people! The rule is I canroot for them as long as they're not playing the US!], and feel so proud hearing fans screaming "I Believe that We Will Win!," "USA! USA!," and  of course "Olé, Olé Olé Olé!" Even non-soccer fans are excited about the games.
    We're never favored to win, but I love this team, and "I believe that WE WILL WIN!" Now, don't bother me for the next 90+ minutes.. And if you're not pumped, watch this video! Win or loose, we will always have our American pride!
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    I have been a nanny for twelve years now and have always come home with funny stories about what the kids said or did that day - kicking myself now for not writing some of them down, I could be the next Bill Cosby! I vowed that with my own kids I would keep a list of funny memories to share with them later in life [I still will never forget when one of 'my girls' told Tyler that when she grew up she was going to 'marriage' him!]. We don't have children now, but I've decided raising a husband is similar to raising a child [and I have already started writing that post] so I have been keeping track of Tyler's child-like antics. He never fails to make me laugh!

    This week and next we celebrate Tyler's completion of his work on Procter and Gamble's Safeway team here in San Francisco. While I'm sure the coming weeks will be sad, I'm also excited that tonight his team will be roasting him. In the spirit of roasting, I've compiled a list of some of his craziness that usually only I get the pleasure of seeing and hearing - although he had been opening up lately! Tyler is one of the funniest people I know, from his countless impersonations and song inventions, to his "I'm really being serious" moments - if you're lucky enough to have seen him branch out into his sillyness then consider yourself lucky! I'm sure this list will grow with time, but for now, enjoy these little snippets of my daily life! [Disclaimer: some of these may be 'you had to be there' moments - but if you sit back and really try to picture him doing them, you'll laugh - or you can just skip to the videos at the end!]

  • The Invention:
    "I just thought of something! PFV. Guess what it stands for?!" "I don't know, Tyler." "Personal Flying Vehicle!" "Ok" "Guess what it also stands for?!" "What, Tyler?" "Peters Family Vehicle! Get it?! Cause we're going to invent it! Think about it. Graham's going to Dayton. Dayton Flyers. Wright Brothers. Peters Brothers. It's time."

  • The Laundry:
    "Tyler, why is it that when we're folding laundry together, I can fold your clothes for you if I pick them out of the pile, but when you pick up my clothes, you just throw them into another pile for me to fold later?" "You have baby clothes so I can't fold those." "What does that even mean?!" "Look at these. They're too tiny, I can't fold them. Baby clothes." he says matter-of-factly. "So are you telling me that when we have kids, I can look forward to doing everything myself?" "No, I'll help then, there's nothing to it, you just fold it over once and you're done!" "Good. Start practicing now."

  • The Times He Pretends He Speaks Spanish:
    Walks in to a Mexican restaurant and asks, "Can I have a quesadilla? And make sure there's cheese on it!" "Tyler! You don't have to ask for cheese! That's what a quesadilla is!" "No, cheese is queso, that's not in quesAdilla so he may not know." Face-palm.
    "I'm taking you kayaking in La Joe-la!" "Are you sure that's the name of it?" "Yes!" "How is it spelled?" "L-a J-o-l-l-a. La Joe-la!" "Yeah, hate to break it to you, honey but we're going to La Jolla, pronounced 'Hoy-ya'" "Mmm I don't think so."
    "Como estaaaaba la princeeessea muy buena, si?" Just stop.

  • The Time I Forgot My Hairbrush:
    If you know me, you know I have curly and sometimes unmanageable hair. Forgetting to pack hair necessities is one of the worst things that could happen to me - they're my sanity and semi-protection from a frizzy mess. In a spur-of-the-moment trip, I forgot to pack my conditioner, and hairbrush. By the time I realized I didn't have conditioner, I had already gotten in the shower at the hotel and realized that not only did I not have my own but they had given us two shampoos and no conditioner.
    Clearly upset with the sandpaper feel of my hair after the shower, and getting frustrated trying to brush through the unconditioned hair with my fingers, Tyler lovingly stepped in to help brush with his fingers. After about 40 combined minutes of work [no joke] my hair was 'finished' and I realized, no anti-frizz cream. Score. Tired of waiting, Tyler insisted, "It looks fine!" so we left for dinner, but I knew what was coming.
    Halfway through dinner, "your hair looks really nice, it's drying well, my combing really helped!!" he said with the proudest grin. "Oh, really?" I said sarcastically, "how's the back look?" I asked, turning the back of my head towards him, already knowing the answer. "Uhm. Nobody looks at the back of your hair. I did a really good job!" *proudest smile ever*

  • The Bath Rug:
    So, sheepskin rugs have been coming back in style, and not always used as a rug. View this Pinterest Board to see what I mean. I had been eying the Ikea Sheepskin for a while after seeing it used countless times on Instagram but it wasn't until I saw it at a friend's house resting on the back of their chair that I decided to make it my own. I got home and proudly placed it on our chair in the family room.
    Three weeks later I hear, "What is this?!" I come in from the bedroom to see Tyler holding up the sheepskin and calmly explain that it's decor [a word he now cringes at]. "For two weeks I thought this was our bath rug! I thought you put it there to dry after washing it! Take it back!" I'm still confused as to why he thought I'd dry a soaking wet bath rug on a chair vs our drying rack, but I'm still enjoying resting against the coziness that is sheepskin.

  • The Baby Naming Game:
    Mid-dinner silence is broken when Tyler proclaims, "I've got it! We can name our kids Penny and Peter!" "NO!" "Yes! Penny Peters and Peter Peters!" he says beyond excitedly, "You're just asking for them to be made fun of." "Fine." Two minutes of silence goes by, "What about 'Hurricane, Hurricane Peters'?" "Absolutely not!" I said in disgust, "Good! Cause if you liked it we would so NOT be able to be friends anymore," he said with a wag of his finger, and right back to eating he goes. It amazes me of how serious he can be when he's being funny.

  • The Car Ritual:
    The kid literally sings, "A Hunting We Will Go," when he's trying to find a spot in the lane next to him to merge in to on the highway. I also became aware of his morning ritual when we decided one day that I would drive with him to work, take his car back and pack for a weekend trip, then come back to pick him up and leave for the trip:
    Two minutes in to the drive I ask a question with this response, "What are you doing? WE don't talk the first five minutes of the drive in the morning!" Still wondering who 'we' is. And exactly 5 minutes in as he gets on the ramp to the interstate, he flips on the talk radio and starts singing to himself, "A Hunting We Will Go" as he white-knuckles the top of the steering wheel with both hands and moves his face towards the windshield with squinting eyes seeking his way in to the lane, and then he starts talking to me like I had just joined him in the car at that very moment.

  • The Winter Blues:
    While on vacation this winter - not in California - "Winter really stinks. It's so dark and depressing. It'll be better when we're back in Cincinnati eventually." "Cincinnati is dark and depressing in the winter Tyler, it's like that almost everywhere except tropical states, and we've been lucky in California." "I know, but at least in Cincinnati you're with family so you can just be depressed with everyone." No words.

  • The Drive-Thru:
    Going through drive-thru lanes with Tyler is one of the most embarrassing things ever. Luckily for me, I was raised by jokester Steven Villegas and have perfected the duck-and-hide-before-getting-to-the-window move. He always does impersonations and crazy voices and when we would go through the drive-thru at his dad's Chick-fil-A they'd say, "Your total is $12.56" and he'd yell in a crazy person's voice complete with a crazy evil laugh, "No it's not, it's free, muahahaha!" and speed away so they'd hear the tires peeling.
    Most recently at the Chick-fil-A by us, the girl at the headset couldn't control her laughter while taking our order because her friends were at the window teasing her. Tyler gives his order and as she giggles through repeating it back, he goes, "Ma'am this is not funny," in his serious voice while turning and laughing to my face - she was so stoic from then on and as he rolls away, "I got her, hehehe." Drive-thru workers, beware!

  • The Best Part About Mac and Cheese:
    It's become typical that I have to remind Tyler to use manners at the dinner table. A while back we were eating Mac and Cheese for lunch and he was literally inhaling it. "Tyler! Chew!" his response, "Chew?! That's the best part about mac! You don't have to chew, you just swallow! See," he said, pointing to the mac on his fork, "it even has these wind holes!"
    Where does he come up with this? The best part of the conversation was when I made him promise to me, "Promise me you will never eat like this in front of other human beings?" and with an eye-roll and a shake, he did. Then I stated, "that includes all human beings, even little humans, as in our future children," "Dangit! You tricked me!" ..and back to swallowing the mac.

  • The Kate Spade Incident:
    Proof I am really dealing with a child. Last winter, right before Christmas, the Kate Spade Outlet had 50% off everything. Naturally, since a pair of KS Bow Earrings was on my Christmas Wishlist, I drug Tyler to the sale. The line was out-the-door long and we had to wait for about 45 minutes but we took shifts - one person would wait while the other went into other stores then we'd switch. When we finally got to the front of the line, I got a taste of what was to come. Tyler to the door keeper: "Hey, hey lady! Can we go yet? LADY? Is it our turn?!" Once inside, I mention we're only there to look at jewelry so we're going to have to wait until the crowd moves away from that area. Two seconds later I look up to see Tyler pushing ladies out of his way, arriving at the jewelry table, turning and smiling at me, and motioning to me that there's an open tile of floor for me to stand on by him. Lucky me.
    As if that wasn't enough, we're looking at the jewelry displayed on a dresser when an employee mentions, "there are more necklaces in the top left drawer, more rings in the top middle drawer, and more earrings in the top right!" I had already spotted the earrings so I decided to open the top left drawer just to see, then I hear those words a mother, er, I mean wife, never wants to hear, "excuse me sir, I'm going to have to ask you not to open those." I look to my right and every drawer of the dresser is open with Tyler smiling like a kid in a candy store. His response, "Sorry lady, I'm a mischievous one, you're going to have to watch me!" And she did. Like a hawk. The rest of the time we were in the store. Good thing Kate Spade isn't a classy establishment or anything..

  • The Gig:
    My boss and his wife have a newborn and a one-and-a-half year old that I watch frequently during the day. They asked if I could watch them one night while they went to a benefit and as they always do, invited Tyler and offered dinner. Knowing Tyler I figured the last thing he'd want to do after work is watch energetic kids [ha, wait until parenthood] so I offered to make him dinner and leave it in the fridge for when he got home.
    As I'm getting ready to leave, he calls and says, "are they getting you pizza tonight?" "Yes" "Ok, I'm coming with you!" After picking me up, he goes, "Wow. This is a really good gig, we need to get this gig in Charlotte like 4 nights a week. We save money not buying dinner for ourselves and then make money at the same time! And after we put the kids to bed, we're forced to be productive on our work computers because we're not at our own house so we can't go to bed!" "Uh-huh, suure," I said, knowing it's not that easy. "Okay, fine, maybe just 3 nights a week."
    An hour into watching the boys, "Can I go home now?! I'm tired. How do you do this? You make it look so easy!"

  • The Baby:
    As mentioned above, I watch little ones in my spare time. Can't get enough of them and the best part is I get to give them back when I'm done and can get a good night's sleep ;) for now at least! Anyway, back to Tyler, he is paedophobic. Mostly to infants, he can handle a child once it is old enough to do funny things. A few weeks after B&K's baby was born I asked if he wanted to come with me to meet him, his response, "does it talk yet?" "No, Tyler, he's an infant!" "Nah."
    When my boss and I were setting up for the company Christmas party he asked Tyler if he could watch the oldest son to which Tyler laughed. When he realized B was holding him out in Tyler's direction, Tyler goes, "Oh, you were serious?" look around, and takes him from him, carries him with both arms extended away from his body as if the little guy had a disease or something. He then proceeded to get into the Chick-fil-A play-place and slide down the slide with him.
    The night we watched them that Tyler wanted to duck out early from, I had just fed the infant and was burping him as we coaxed the oldest upstairs for bed. "You have two choices Tyler, you can burp the baby or change W's diaper. What do you want to do?" "I ain't changin' no diaper!" So I had him sit down in the rocker, and gave him the baby in burping position. When I came back two minutes later from changing W's diaper, the baby was 90% of the way down Tyler's chest and they both had a look of fear in their eyes. "What are you doing?!" "He was moving, and wiggling!!" "Yeah, he's trying to learn to use his neck muscles, you have to hold him!" "I'm done, I'm going to break him, I'm done!" ..sorry B&K.

  • The Time He Had to Tell His Pet Peeves About Me:
    So we interviewed for Property Virgins and the first step was a written interview where Tyler had to list his pet peeves about me:
    So, let me get this straight, it bothers you that I'm organized, clean, try to keep the bathroom from flooding and potentially molding, keep you looking fashionable, prefer even numbers, value my sleep so I'm in a better mood for you, keep the house looking like it belongs in HGTv Magazine [where they all display their mixers on the counter], and again, keep you looking fashionable and not like a fool?
    In the Skype interview he also admitted his other pet peeve about me was I make the bed every single day and, "it takes her FOREVER to come to bed at night, probably because she takes the time to floss her teeth and I don't." #SorryNotSorry
    The only one I need to explain is the fact that I dislike him working from home. Some people would think I'm mean and unloving for that, but you'd dislike it too if you lived in an 800sq ft apartment where you work from home and while you're trying to work you keep getting interrupted. Schedule when Tyler works from home:
     7:50 am - Wake up in a panic because since he's working from home, he didn't set an alarm.
     9:20 am - Megan can you make me coffee?
     9:50 am - Megan can you come get my coffee cup and put it in the dishwasher? I'm on a call.
    10:30 am - What are you making me for lunch?
    10:35 am - Megan?! "It's 10:30, lunch isn't until at least noon!" I know, but I like to prepare myself.
     11:45 am - When is lunch?
    12:00 pm - Is lunch ready?
    12:20 pm - Sorry but we're going to have to listen in to this call while we're eating lunch.
    12:45 pm - Can you get me some Oreos and milk?
     1:00 pm - You're good to clean this up, right? I need to get back to this call.
    2:30 pm - Finally settling down to get my work done
    2:31  pm - I'm done, do you want to go to the gym together? What's for dinner? How come you're still working? Are we going to do something fun tonight? Helloooo?! You've had all day to work!

  • The Great Aunt Voice:
    Tyler adopted my great aunt's voice and had four separate in-depth phone conversations with my sister, all lasting more than 2 minutes. She had no idea.

  • The Bite:
    This is probably one of my favorites, but you have to have seen this video first to understand. The other day as we're walking through the park Tyler said something and I quipped back. Astonished, Tyler looked at me wide-eyed, and without missing a beat in his best English accent goes, "Megan bit me! Ouch! You bit me!"

    And with that.. I leave you with these gems:
  • The One Direction Superfan
He really is their biggest fan. It's not some pre-teen with braces.
  • The Property Virgins Audition Tape
We still don't know if we will get an episode, but at least we got this! Ps. I look Chinese?

If "laughter is the best medicine," then Tyler will keep me healthy for a long time! I feel like the luckiest girl alive to have someone to laugh with and to entertain me for life!
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