{or how I took my daughters to see Justin Bieber}
1. Buy tickets in May
2. Watch daughters scream, jump up and down and CRY when you tell them
3. Wait for many long months, plan, make a purple poster to take along
4. Drive 8 hours to Tacoma, Washington
5. Stay in hotel next to the Tacoma Dome
6. See tour buses the morning of the concert and . . .
7. Spend all day standing outside with a large group of girls hoping he'll come out to see the fans (he never did)
8. Get dressed in Bieber shirts and purple hair ribbons, scream/dance a lot
9. File into Tacoma Dome with 20,500 people
10. Scream/cry/cheer through a really fun show
11. Moms - look around at thousands of darling, elated faces and wish they could all be chosen as the "one less lonely girl"
12. Lose hearing for a while after show
13. Stand in a ginormous claustrophobic mob for almost an hour to buy t-shirt
14. Go back to hotel, talk it over
15. finally sleep
16. Drive home 8 hours, sleep (if you're a kid) and listen to Justin's CD
17. Give your mom a sweet card saying thank you and how it was the best day of your life and you'll never forget this
18. Lay in your own bed with JB songs stuck in your head until you finally sleep
I'm so tired.














