eleven

[first, must give credit where it is due - thanks Amy, loved this idea]

Is roughly:

• how many loads of laundry I've done this week
• how many minutes I waited on hold this morning to talk to Nation-wide insurance [they are certainly NOT "on my side"]
• how many days it will take to fix my car
• twice as many days as "the other guys" insurance company will pay for my rental car
• how many miles I ran this morning
• how many credit/debit cards are in my wallet
• how many years - I most likely cut off my parents' lives by having to raise me
• number of years that separate Ann & I
• how many minutes it takes to walk from our house to Peanut's school
• how many scorpions are now in my "scorpion jar-vase"
• how many times Peanut told me she was super bummed she wasn't home in time to go see Ashley Tisdale [backstage] with Tiff last night.
• how many serves Peanut got over the net at last Saturday's game [yes, I count as she gets a little reward for each]
• how many more days the Pita has to get through before his assistant returns to work
• how much I spent on breakfast this morning
• how many minutes I can stand to watch rugby
• how many spud nuts I plan on eating on Halloween - [plus any she may try to sneak - no spud nuts for you - you hater!] ;)
• how many items I need to list today
• X 3 - how many jeans I own - - completely aware I have a problem, and I'm fine with it
• how many cards I received [seriously] from ward members from our talks [I'm quite sure my Mom handed out free stamps after sacrament meeting]
• the number of times I wipe my phone off each day [again, completely aware, this is odd - no need to point it out] - h1N1 - enough said.
• the number of years it took the Pita to become a US citizen. big shout out to the people in LA who shredded his paperwork & original marriage certificate - to make us have to start the whole tiring process over again.

• the number of years [exactly] that the Pita has made me the happiest woman ever.

"Good times - more to come". I love this man.