Something Old. Something New. We got drunk and said, “I do.” Okay, listen. It’s not like I woke up in Napa Valley with marriage on the brain. It was a series of unfortunate events that resulted in Layken Hobbs in my living room wearing my team hoodie and a pair of my pajama pants. And well, it just so happens, I’m a sucker for pajama pants. And apparently the girl wearing them. Needing to get her mind off of life for a few days, the team and wags invite her to come with us to Napa Valley for the weekend. A getaway filled with all the alcohol and none of the inhibitions. Right down to her twerking down the aisle as I waited to say, “I do.” So yeah. That’s how it happened. We’re not in a position to go through a public divorce right now, so here we are, for better or worse while we figure a way out of our drunken mistake. It’s no big deal. We can do this, right? Yeah. Trust me. It’s not as easy as I thought it would be. Because the more I get to know Layken, the more I like her. And the more I like her, the faster I fall. See? It’s like I said. I’m such a sucker. And now I’m falling in love with my wife.