Mr. Man Better Watch His Step...

Warning:

this post has nothing to
do with...

home interiors
family harmony
before and afters
recipes
holidays
or
fashion

This is really a confession, people.

I thought I was being a good mom.
I thought I was doing the right thing.
I thought I was being a good wife.

You see,
I innocently took my three daughters to a movie.
An afternoon of fun, frivolity and cinema escape.

Thought I'd give
Mr. Man some time to do those chores
he's been meaning to get to but never had the time to.

I had NO desire to actually see this particular movie.
That is the selfless mom I thought I was being.
It's all for the kids, right?
Hmph.

So I took my girls to:

Ah.
You know what I'm talking about...

the kid with the hair
the voice
the moves
the 12 year-old-girl following
you-tube phenom



Yeah.
This is the guy.

I knew I was in trouble when I started flashing the
heart finger thing during the movie.
Oh and I started raising my hands in the air, like I just didn't care.
I also might have started chanting for the Bieb's right there in the theater.

I know.
I was falling.
hard.



He is only 16 years old.
A bit young for a crush, I know.


I can't really talk to you about this any further
until you've actually seen the movie.
I think you might better understand.
Please tell me you understand...

It's official.
I'm a belieber.

Came home and had to RE-WATCH the latest DVR'ed episode of
Glee:
"Justin Bieber experience"

Oh and what are the chances that the crew would pick a
40 something mom to be the
"one less lonely girl" to head up on stage?

Thought so.

Yes, I know.
I'm currently trying to get a life
so I can pull myself together.

Just me?

Say it ain't so.

Am I all alone here?