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I love Mondays. I know not many people can say that, but I do. No work..all play! Chris and I were up at 5:15am today to feed all the animals and because he had to go back to work :( I must say it is amazing what you can accomplish when you wake up at the insane hour. I think I had all the dishes done, 4 loads of laundry washed, dried and folded, vacuumed the whole house, showered and was ready by 8am. That is a first!! I had much time to kill since I had the whole day to myself so I took Lily for a walk then headed off to Fashion Island. I was stoked because its like 2 minutes away from this house. I got there and felt so lost, I don't know when I was there last. It's been over a year. I had a blast and found some awesome things for the house and some new spring clothes for me. I was probably there an hour and a half and was ready to leave because I could carry no more.
I walked back to the car only to find that my jeep was not there. I walked the whole first level, second level and then went back down to the first level and started to panic. I called for security and this nice man came to pick me up in the security golf cart. I felt like a total retard as we were zooming through the isles with my arm sticking out of the golf cart trying to get my car to honk. We went down every isle, every level...nothing. I really started to freak when I was telling the man all that was in my car...my eyes started to well up with tears and I did my best to be mature. He called for the head security to put a search out for my car and I continued to hang my arm out of the golf cart and point my beeper thing to make my car alarm go off. Nothing! Finally, he was like...."are you sure you parked in this structure?" Umm, yeah I am pretty sure. I really don't know my way around the place so I could have parked somewhere else. (I didn't even know there were multiple parking structures.) We drove alllllll the way over to this other structure that looked a lot more familiar to me so once again we drove every isle with me trying to make my car honk and FINALLY! There was my baby, right where I parked it. I still feel like an idiot but the man was so nice and saved the day (and my arms and legs). 30 minutes after searching for the black beauty I was finally in with all my goodies.
I am never going to Fashion Island by myself again!!!

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