11 extra miles on the road when i got on the wrong freeway after dropping off a friend at the long beach airport...or maybe a few miles more than 11, considering the fact that i made it to inglewood before paying attention to the exit signs. [fuming]
10 pieces of fudge consumed by some spineless sugar addict (me) at jeff's house before christmas shopping lift-off
9 tattoos on my forearm (the names of musical sensations the jonas brothers, n*sync band members, and criss cross)
8 x 5 minutes to find a parking spot at south coast plaza
7 of your mamas at the aforementioned mall throwing down the big bucks on fur coats for each of you. yes even!
6 non-caffeinated beverages at starbucks (mom got an ice water; does that count?! who gets an ICE WATER at starbucks????????????????????)
5 companions at roger's gardens and the fashion island "toppest tree"
4 times sarah o'fair-ah and i rehearsed christ child with accompanist extraordinaire ruthann evans, to be sung at church the next day
3 times i thought, "why don't they carpet this stupid mall? people (i) could walk for hours and hours in ballet flats on carpet."
2 trips into baby gap
1 viewing of baby mama (amy poehler was riding the comedy fusion wave way more frequently than was tina fey, and i'll not discuss the matter further.)
and a partriage in a pear tree.