September By the Numbers

So have you all been reading my baby brother's blog? Because you should. He does crazy things like update regularly. Mostly on the hilarious hijinx that take place in the world of stupid people. Fun stuff.

Me, I've been too busy for your entertainment, and I'm not sure that's going to change anytime soon. Apologies all around, but such is life. For now:

1 missed Greek Festival
75 stories climb
0 pain endured after
1 very surprised, but apparently in-shape, GPG
6 songs by our favorite certain man
1 happy song he prefaced by quoting his favorite GPG
2 consecutive dates that held promise, then didn't
6 uncomfortable hours spent on the world's worst date
1 shot of absinthe
1 promise never to touch that crap again
2 fantasy football games won
3 fantasy football games lost
1 fantastic UCLA football comeback against the almighty SEC
3 consequent losses
3 days spent networking in Tucson
100 attendees
15 of us delayed at the airport
2 football games watched together
3 hours late getting home
1 tour of Staples Center
2 minutes sitting on the Kings bench
10 minutes hanging out in the Clippers locker room
1 picture taken of me crouching in Chris Kamen's locker
100 women met at the Wealthy Bag Lady event
2 of them encountered again that evening at The Kress
3 drinks comped at the Viceroy
35 year old scotch
65 dollars for the privilege
2 charity events in one evening
6 cocktail parties
2 mandated by work

August by the Numbers

I think I've figured out a way to keep the days from flying by: schedule every single minute of my natural, waking life, and then I'll feel like I've actually done something with my time.  It's...awesome?  And oh-so-tiring, but in a kind of good way.


7 entire days with NOTHING scheduled
24 days packed with too many activities to count
6 candidates interviewed
2 candidates hired
13 site visits
1st visit ever to the USC campus
1 run-in with Ben Affleck
3 weekends with my baby brother
4 evenings with a certain man
1 declaration of love to avoid answering a pointed question about my faults
3 seconds of laughing before forcing him to answer
2 hours at the Bodyworlds exhibit
10 weeks of fetus development displayed
1 cross section of an obese individual
300 pound body
4 full inches of fat under the surface
16 days experimenting with online dating
59 emails received on the first day
4 first dates
3 throwaways
1 worth making out with, despite not liking sports or meat
2 alumni events
5 Belgian beers sampled
3 glasses of Duchess de Bourgogne
1 new love affair begun
1 night bowling
1 frame bowled
0 "pinz" knocked down
1 imposter named "Bill" made an honorary alumnus
3 networking events
3 more avenues for job searches
2 concerts in the park with my parents
32 years of wedded bliss reached by them
6 wines sampled in celebration
12 Puerto Ricans tasting wine
1 very noisy room
100 dollars spent on wine
130 dollars spent on cheese
3 days of vacation enjoyed
28 points between LSU and Appalachian State
45 points between USC and Virginia
1 glorious Saturday spent glued to ESPN, hailing the beginning of the college football season

July by the Numbers

I'm afraid to blink again, lest it suddenly become 2009.  I've been trying to make the most of each 24 hour day, but somehow they just run past me like sands through the hour glass.  Isn't that the hokiest comparison I've ever made?  I challenge you to find a better one somewhere in the archives.

3 nights in a row coming home in the wee hours
3 nights spent drinking too much
2 glasses of wine equals just enough
1 earthquake
5.8 on the Richter scale
1 inquiry from Kansas City
2 days scouring the internet for a 90s tune
3 days trying to get the damn song out of my head
12 months of life celebrated
8 bug bites sustained
0 bugs found
3 social networking sites
1 more person asking if I'm Persian
1 night spent with an actual Persian
2 nights with a certain man, who is not Persian
1 ex-pretend boyfriend singing from the stage
6 songs spent front and center
1 glass of wine stolen
1 shot of whiskey to make up for it
1 confession from Monsieur
20 years he claims he'll spend regretting it
1 red carpet party
100 dollars per ticket
8 dollars for the worst gin & tonic ever attempted
2 award winners at our table
3 weeks spent on a business plan
2 tortured presentations
1 almost completely approved proposal
1 more round to convince them fully
10 candidates interviewed
2 jobs to fill
1 Kobe beef steak ordered
2 bites before I gave up even pretending it was Kobe beef
50 business cards given out at a tradeshow
1 vendor I hired on the spot
2 UCLA alumni events attended
1 more extracurricular group on the agenda

June by the Numbers

It's July. Time just keeps passing me by. It's quite freaky. I didn't realize the kids are already out of school. Hey, does anyone remember what a summer vacation is like?



6 inches chopped off during hair surgery
10 days spent enjoying the fabulousness of short hair
2 weekends with my baby brother
27 years of age celebrated
5 pictures snapped of us girls on the red carpet
2.5 hours noshing from the sushi and chocolate stations
1 evening with visiting English solicitors
2 hours of jokes about American politicians
2 days spent at the LA Convention Center
3 hours before my feet started hurting on the first day
10 more spent on my feet
420 dinner guests
3 feds
45 minutes spent playfully locking horns with one
1 lesson on drinking whiskey
50 paperclips collected before abandoning the paperclip jump rope idea
2 employees quit
10 weeks left to hire their replacements
94 minutes spent as a fugitive in San Diego County
168 dollars in bail
2 hours of Scott Weiland looking like a chemo patient
69 rows from the stage
2 semi prophetic dreams
1 phone call from a certain man, confirming he'll be here in just a few days
113 minutes wasted on the disastrously flawed Bloodline documentary
110 minutes enjoying the adorably funny Get Smart
116 minutes with Black Snake Moan in the background
1 job found in Geneva
1 year to relearn French...and Spanish

May by the Numbers

I love May. Not just because of my birthday, but there's also a sense of giddy anticipation floating in the air. Spring is here, summer is just around the corner, and it always feels like I'm getting into my groove again. It's a great time of the year.

3 weekends with the adorable Baby Aladdin
2 events with the adorable feds
4 birthdays celebrated
134 combined years reached
1 new promotion to work towards
1 horrible dream about messing up my presentation
20 minutes before technical difficulties did actually screw it up
5 mortifying minutes trying to get tech support to fix it
20 very understanding attendees
4 personnel changes
3 days planning for contingencies
1 very exhausting round of chess
1 round of completely surprising text flirting
32 years of scotch promised for the next date
3 hours networking
40 mostly socially inept individuals
1 excitable criminal defense attorney
9 months of planning culminating into one afternoon
1 bomb-sniffing dog in attendance
22 cowboys in attendance
2 cowgirls
370 other guests
1 forced karaoke experience
1 duet with the Shambot
4 songs done by my parents
1 entertaining family battle of the singers

April by the Numbers

Is April the shortest month of the year? Remember when we were kids and days lasted forever? Now suddenly turning 30 is a mere 9 days away.

But it was a month well spent:

2 whole weekends with my baby brother
1 horribly unexpected UCLA loss
1 tornado in Memphis because even God wanted UCLA to win too
5 games until Phoenix gave it up, dammit
5 various other playoff games watched
4 horse races watched
0 bets placed
5 guys hitting on 3 girls
3 Blues Travelers harmonica solos before I recognized a song
5 hours of a Christian Film Festival
2 appearances by Pat Boone in a white suit
1 unexpected appearance by a certain man
4 nominations bestowed on our filmmaker friend
0 awards won for his efforts
350 dollars paid in taxes
250 supposedly returned
2 happy hours with my favorite Spanky
1 exquisite shot of Don Julio 1942
1 interesting evening under the red lights of Bordello
2 instances of wheat ingestion that seemed harmless
3 days before I realized it actually wasn't
3 games bowled with a Republican
2 broken nails
1 unhappy back
2 old flames possibly reignited
1 new one to consider
5 frustrating days creating an e-marketing piece
7 failed attempts to upload it to the server
13,200 people who finally received it last night
2 wine bars
1 failed to deliver without cigarette smoke
111 minutes enjoying funnies and penis in Saving Sarah Marshall
150 minutes enjoying greeness in Wicked The Musical
13 days dreading my inevitable birthday
16 days spent getting over it
9 days left before it finally happens

March by the Numbers

I still hate baseball. But I love lists and numbers, so here you go. My quite busy 31 days:

13 hours playing the planner behind the scenes for one very long event
15 hours before the end of that and the start of a boat trip
3 nights on a cruise
12 hours docked in Ensenada
189 dollars for a passport
0 seconds spent exploring Mexico
0 need for said passport
2 gay boys instantly bonded with
40 dollars spent playing B-I-N-G-O
4000 dollars to be won
0 dollars won
150 dollars wasted at the spa
90 dollars of products they attempted to sell me
5 minutes to the top of the rock wall
20 minutes before my arms stopped vibrating
3 glorious days with my best friend, not worrying about a fucking thing
400 miles traveled by sea
260 miles traveled to and from San Diego
2 days with my baby brother's family
1 ticket for driving--unbeknownst to me--my brother's car without the lights on
10 full minutes of a child screaming while the fucking cop wrote out the ticket
1 UCLA game enjoyed with my brother and his son
13 college basketball games watched all month
4 games rooting loudly for Love & Co.
30 days dreading the start of baseball season, and my impending coronary
1 unexpected phone call from an ex
12 minutes of utterly shocked silence on my end
1 apology I still can't quite accept
2 family birthdays
49 years combined between them
4 new restaurants checked out with La Ria
1 very disappointing sushi dinner
3 movies enjoyed
4 days given to rescue a management project
17 days wasted on it by someone else
3 days taken to complete it
31 days spent kicking all sorts of ass

February by the Numbers

I enjoyed February. It flew by, but I think it was good.

1 trip to San Diego
230 miles round trip
20 miles with a screaming baby in the back seat
10 miles spent feeding him with my right hand while shifting with my left
3 hours to get there
2 hours to get back
4 days spent with my baby nephew
1 last minute Valentine's Day booty call received
0 seconds spent even considering it
1 rejected architect
1 brand new crush on a cop
10 V-day texts sent
4 responses received within 60 seconds
2 short films
8 minutes each film
35 minutes to get to the theater
45 minutes spent in the theater
7 new LA spots visited
9 Yelp reviews posted
1 glass of honey wine
2 hours enjoying Ethiopian food
3 types of tequila to choose from
1 Porsche jokingly posited as incentive for services rendered
0 chances of receiving said gift
8 hour-marathon of my favorite new tv show House, MD
1 38th birthday ignored
1 30th birthday celebrated all classy-like
2 promotions handed down
25 percent of my work off-loaded
7 chiropractic visits
1 numb arm caused by poor posture and knitting
1 G-brat learning to knit
1 cruise to Mexico booked
29 days that prove I've earned it
30 years that prove the same

January by the Numbers

Wow, this is late. Can you believe I forgot about this monthly delivery until I was driving to work yesterday? Thank Chinatown for sparking the memory.

2 birthdays celebrated
98 combined years
4 photo shoots
2 calendar set-ups
7 amazing non-models
402 pictures
12 still to narrow it down to
5 inches chopped off in hair surgery
2 people who noticed
10 suggestions for collaboration
5 dollars won for the cat legs riddle
10990 legs on the bus
1 wonderful glass of Macallan 18
6 glasses of shiraz
1 happy hour drinking no alcohol at all
2 particularly memorable football games
16 points for LSU
3 points for NY
20 dollars wasted betting on those stupid squares
3 knitting projects started
1 knit wrap finished
2 social lunches compromised by business meetings
1 amazing culotte steak reward for just showing up

Looking back, it's like nothing happened. Oh well. What did you do last month?

December by the Numbers

2008 is finally here. For the first time in a long time, I actually don't feel like the last year flew by in a flash. I know I've complained about time passing faster than I can keep up, but the truth is, so much happened in the last year that I feel like I finally got my money's worth.

A recap of the year may be in order, but for now, lets concentrate on the last month:

8 days in the office
3 Xmas parties
1 iPod shuffle
11 days of vacation
2 weeks spent packing
4 hours spent moving
75 square feet of storage fully packed with all my crap
26 miles moved
5 broken nails
2 stubbed toes
3 cuts on my hands
9 days spent adjusting to the new living situation
0 days spent missing my old living situation
27 days single
1 possible new player in the mix
1 evening of tequila-fueled hilarity
2 entertaining lunches
1 case of mistaken celebrity
80 minutes massaged
3 hours shooting family portraits in the wind
50 dollars for rented lighting setup
0 minutes spent using it for fear of lights falling over
30 dollars for the rented background set up
60 minutes before it fell over due to the vicious wind
80 million laughs over the absurdity of the elements
9 amazing pictures that made it all worth it
2 visits from the Phoenix Suns
1 Clippers game missed due to moving exhaustion
3 family members moved to San Diego
4 hours spent getting to San Diego
2 hours spent returning
50 years of marriage celebrated
1 set of wedding vows renewed
60 minutes spent in church (without bursting into flames!)
23 shots before my flash unit quit
264 shots eventually captured throughout the night
94 printed
3 hours playing board games on New Year's Eve
5 glasses of wine imbibed beforehand
1 glass of champagne as the ball dropped

Good-bye 2007. Hello 2008. Is anyone else having trouble writing out the date?

November by the Numbers

Sorry for the delay. There was a bit of disappointment over the weekend that led to my boyfriend Karl Dorrell losing his job. So sad. Part of the fun of watching the games was to catch him in that blue polo.

L'sigh.

Other things that happened recently:

1 football-themed bridal shower

100 dollars spent splitting the cost of said shower

1 wedding
12 coworkers sitting around the bar
13 dollars for one drink
3 birthdays
68 combined years celebrated
2-day celebration for the G-brat
700 people celebrating the life of a departed bench officer
33,000 dollars spent on food
1 birthday completely forgotten due to overwhelming work stress
11 days before I remembered
75 minutes spent with the birthday boy
0 mentions of his missed birthday
1 discovery about his unnecessary untruths
12 days spent on stomach drugs
168 pills ingested in that time
3 days of unfortunate side effects
0 alcoholic beverages during that time
1 gas leak
5 restaurant workers oblivious to the leak
1 massive headache
5 sushi dinners
1 very delighted sushi-stuffed GPG

An Event by the Numbers

I just pulled off one of the most chaotic events of my life. Mostly because it required coordination between 4 separate organizations, none of which seemed to want to help me out by cooperating. Fuckers.

And this was for a charity, of all things! Remind me to never do that again.

This is how it went:

6 weeks from notice to execution
16,000 dollar food and beverage minimum
600 estimated attendees
9 top level sponsors
70 mid-level sponsors
27 hours personally dedicated to this in the last 3 days
46.5 man hours of staff time in the last 2 days
5 feds on site
1 super happy GPG
75 minutes spent in heels
1 back-up pair of flats
27,000 dollars spent on food alone
400 dollar bar minimums
6 cash bars
2400 dollars in alcohol apparently consumed
756 confirmed attendees
2 hours of cocktails
175,000 dollars raised for charity
1 very weary GPG

All this and I supposedly was also thanked in the speeches. Of course, I wasn't in the room to hear this, but I was told about it after the fact. Which is almost as good. Except not at all. Because if I'm going to work my ass off this hard for something that wasn't even supposed to be my responsibility, I want to bask in my 2 seconds of glory, dammit! Especially in a room filled with 700 drunken people.

But at least I got the feds. And that alone is worth its weight in yummy.

I never said my job didn't have an upside.

October by the Numbers

Oh it's late. Again. Sue me. No really, go ahead. I have lawyers in my pockets. And I'm just dying to force them to do my bidding. For 33%. Unless we go to trial, then it's 40%.

Fucking lawyers. They're also the reason last month's wrap up is so late. Lets all hate them together.

2 casual Fridays spent in a suit
11 events requiring my attention
17 stories before my lungs exploded in an icky mucus nightmare
6 days sick in bed
3 half-days of work missed
1 birthday party missed
24 years on the planet achieved by our favorite Shambot
3 months achieved by her baby son
1 Yoda costume for the baby
16 dollars for two Clippers tickets
1 surprise appearance by the newest member of the Phoenix Suns
21 points scored by my boyfriend Grant Hill
2 glasses of Simon LA's yummy California syrah
1 book unsigned
1 free glass of scotch
1 double shot of tequila spilled at Stone Rose
10 pieces of sushi
3 glasses of California Symphony @ T&A's
132 minutes cracking up over the unrated version of "Knocked Up"
1 little Krazy child taught to root for the losing Bruins
3 Saints wins
0 promised Saints t-shirts delivered
4 Raiders losses
0 Raiders merchandise owned
1 generic hooded costumed figure
1 NASCAR fan without his mustache
15 dollars to park
4 blocks walked, both up AND downhill
80 million freaks dressed up for the WeHo Halloween Carnaval

September by the Numbers

I usually start these monthly rundowns off by complaining about how fast the time passed, don't I? This one is no different. Because I honestly cannot comprehend how we're in the last quarter of the year. Can you?

The days between Monday and Friday are passing so goddamn quickly that my weekends are now completely consumed with doing as little as absolutely possible. Doing not a fucking thing would be best. We'll see how that works out this month.

And then at the end: Halloween!!!

But for now, September:

25 days being in charge
1 new hire
15 days spent holding her hand
1 new client group
4 of the company's former presidents present at the first meeting
30 minutes making them laugh at my jokes
2 cocktail parties
1 massive ongoing headache that just won't go away
2 birthdays
3 day holiday spent firmly rooted to the couch with Monsieur
1 backache earned for that laziness
6 chiro visits trying to fix that mistake
46 pictures shot in his icky parking structure
45 minutes with a camera down my throat, enjoying the best sleep of my life
20 minutes in recovery, screwing with the oximeter probe to make the machine look like an Etch-a-sketch (the nurses didn't like that)
2 days spent fasting

And yeah, that's about it. All I did was work all month, so I didn't do anything fun. Even those cocktail parties were work. Man, I gotta get out more.

Or just stay home and rest. Yeah, that.

August by the Numbers

Summer is officially over. At least, according to the calendar. The passing of Labor Day usually brings with it the death knell of summer vacation. Someone forgot to tell the weather gods though, because it's been hotter than hell here.

Nonetheless, 'tis the time for the number rundown:

5 solid hours drinking bourbon
1 street festival
1 game of pool in a random bar
12 water balloons launched at my opponent
8 more nights spent enjoying scotchy-scotch scotch
3 childhood friends bonding over bad Cuban food
7 hours spent learning to deal with difficult people
3-hour lunch enjoying the most succulent steak on someone else's dime
4-hour lunch spent downing bourbon martinis and accepting the F-torch
30 minutes spent drinking cheap champagne to celebrate a retirement and a promotion
15 days between the offer and the pay raise
65 minutes tolerating unpaid actors
48 full hours of vacation spent cleaning
30 minutes of the awesome Pee Wee's Playhouse
5 minutes of the greatest Swiss claymation penguin show ever: Pingu
3 hours babysitting the sweetest little boy
4.5 hours chilling with the G-brat dressed as Snow White
2 birthday parties with piñatas
2 Disney princesses present at the four-year old's
1 4-foot tall Superman piñata presented to the thirty-two year old
45 minutes of guitar rock
0 minutes spent playing Guitar Hero II
3 beers ingested instead
31 years of wedded bliss celebrated by my parents
31 days enjoying their newest grandchild

July by the Numbers

Wasn't June just yesterday? Why is it I merely blinked and an entire month disappeared? The world must be spinning faster. I blame global warming.

3 free glasses of scotch
2 birthdays guessed exactly right on target
3 baby showers
3 "Automatic Sprinkler" onesies received for one baby
8 hours in Burbank's shittiest hotel
5 consecutive days off
15 stories above the world
1 incredibly romantic evening
2 clubs on the Sunset Strip
3 new restaurants
165 minutes of Johnny Depp yumminess
95 minutes of operatic divaness by the Gay Men's Chorus of Los Angeles
300 minutes spent as a mermaid
1 head smacked into the side of the pool
3 seconds of humiliation for attempting a backstroke without properly counting the strokes
15 family members present for the arrival of the baby werewolf
7 pounds and 11 ounces of squishy baby goodness
2 incredibly exhausted new parents
2 new dads observed bonding in the nursery
116 pictures taken of the event
1 useless thumb
40 minutes waiting to take x-rays
5 minutes spent being radiated
2 x-rays taken
2 doctors visited
0 diseases found

July by the Numbers

Seems like Jay's advice works and you can force a title in the box. I like it "in the box."

Heh. I'm five.

Because my pseudo-vacation robbed me of any and all energy, the June recap is a little late. So much so that I barely remember the month...but here's the ol' college try:

1 new little French Canadian brought into the world
5 glass of scotch in a single sitting
21 years of aging in port wood
18 year old Macallan that has become the delicious standby
110 miles to a San Diego resort
2 days "resorting" with my favorite Krazy Mamacita
116 dollars for 2 bottles of wine
4 birthdays celebrated
108 years combined
2 brothers sizing up my date
9 children I think I'm related to, creating a ruckus in my parents' house
1 adorable baby boy who I'm definitely not related to, but seems to really like me anyway
10 magnificent ounces of steak enjoyed above the city
2 days spent waking up at the crack of fucking dawn
1 incredibly successful summit at the horrible convention center
3 of the worst meals I've ever been forced to eat (worse than prison food, I swear)
6 hours slinging authentic Louisiana snowballs in Long Beach
2 sunburnt shoulders
3 songs in a serenade
2 new objects of my affection
1 is a man (the other is scotch)
1 amazing duck breast
1 G-brat doubled over in hysterical laughter, quacking
93 minutes of the original 1932 Scarface
4 hours giggling with La Ria
2 incredibly disappointing restaurant experiences
2.5 combined hours spent waiting for food that never came
13 major work events to round out the month
403 attendents at the installation of the company's new president
50 at another party 2 days later
3 judges at the table
1 newly minted president sitting right next to me
30 minutes chatting with her about the future of the organization
1 dinner with the Krazies
2 mutual great first impressions
1 very happy GPG

May by the Numbers

The birthday month is always the best on record. As far as I'm concerned, the year starts on May 1st and everything prior to that day is just a warm up.

This year it was fucking fantastic.

1 stunningly glowing review received for a job well done, again
2 Cinco de Mayo celebrations
1 pair of underwear lost to a rabid dog
12 miles driven for that privilege
3 moms at a Mother's Day garden brunch
1 G-brat being picky and proud of it
12 pink roses bestowed on her for an amusing dance debut
15 dollars spent between me and the Princess trying to win tickets at Chuck E. Cheese
3 major birthdays celebrated
9 separate birthday celebrations for me alone
4 of which included a sushi dinner - yum!
1 surprise cake with lawyers
1 happy birthday sung by my own curly-haired rock star
9 days between the date and his finally calling to apologize for missing it
5 more days until he arrived to make up for it in person
2 tequila sensations made by the hottie ninja bartender
2 piñatas
5 blindfolded adults battling to bust one open
510 dollars received in birthday cash
5-10: my actual date of birth
5'10": the height I currently have to reach to get a good night kiss
2 nights spent doing just that
3 musicians hung out with in a single weekend
2 photographed playing with the Krazy kids
7 photo shoots
1 case of mistaken identity prior to winning on American Idol
2 unfortunate run-ins with a Cat Burglar
3 mentees adopted for the next TNT running season
4 consecutive days off
5 ladies who lunch
2 noisy Lear jets out the window
5 glasses of champagne imbibed
3 Tums needed for that silliness
23 blogs posted
13 of which were about my birthday
0 spankings received for turning 29
1 29-year-old brat currently loving life

April by the Numbers

No single month has passed faster than April. Seriously. Not even short little February. I think it's the fact that a) my birthday is in 10 days, and b) I'm so busy I don't know what day it really is. If it weren't for my birthday being in 10 days, I'd be totally lost.

Did I mention my birthday is in TEN DAYS?!!!

Just want to make sure you know.

ANYWAY. In honor of one wedding that will be taking place the same night as my party, replete with kilts AND hawaiian t-shirts, lets get this damn list done:

3 consecutive weekends with at least one of the Girls
3 birthday parties
1 pretend mountain lion used as a diversion
1 rockstar night
2 bands
7 of us trying to sober up at the Hollywood IHOP
4 photo shoots
665 pictures taken
2 happy hours enjoyed
1 dungeon bar discovered
4 new friends made playing "Asshole" at Library Bar
3 disappointing location scouts
300 dollars wasted on that
40 minutes riding around in a new Kompressor
100 dollars for a French lunch
3 conversations denying I chew men up and spit them out (I really don't)
3 completely different men trying to convince me I do
1 baby brother who promised to break the arms of a man who physically hurts me (yay!)
1.5 hours spent at the downtown courthouse
4 sheriff boys flirted with
1 Clippers game
2200 dollars paid to our evil government
80 million hits for pictures of my boobs (hi, Switzerland!)
10 days left till my birthday!!!

I love this time of year!

March by the Numbers

90 minutes of hot Jon Tenney action
3 hours of Krazy hospitality
1 marathon not run
29 consecutive hours of successful programming
2 consecutive 3-day weekends
5 more consecutive weekends with at least one of the Girls
11 entire days off
13 hours at the happiest place on earth
3 birthdays celebrated
77 years of life combined
30 teeny little muscle relaxers in one bottle
3 drinks with one spank-happy lawyer
2 hours enjoying the view of downtown Los Angeles from a hotel rooftop
1 baby boy announced
3 questions by one 4-year-old asking how the baby got in the belly
1 exposure to chicken pox
0 pocks on my body
2 passes by 8763 Wonderland at 2 am
80 dollars equaling four drinks
5 more drinks bought by a random stranger
3 hours of sleep allowed making it worth his while
1 new fabulously reckless leaf overturned
5 days without internet service
178 dollars paid for that luxury
100 minutes learning about war-induced PTSD
6 various alcoholic drinks imbibed to try erasing the impact
1 DJ met in line for tacos at 2 am
2.5 hours at the ballet
2 intermissions
4 text messages with Final Four updates
10 points between revenge and loss
1 half watching amazing defense by both teams
1 Bushmills-loving blogger I adore for attempting to scream us to victory
1 doctor-cum-blogger undercover back in the homeland