Popcorn and tears...

I took Anna to see the Hannah Montana movie last night. I know. Don't even get me started. But here's something even more alarming: not only did I eat seven pounds of popcorn, I also got teary-eyed not once, but twice, while Miss Miley was singing. This can only mean one thing...

Dear Period,
If you could go ahead and start please, that would be awesome.
Love,
Princess fat-ass-weepy-pants




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