I woke up this morning and was 10 years old again....

It's happening. We knew it would, but needed the "official" word to feel confident. New Kids on the Block, did have a couple of hits (according to that annoying song...) but I was an addict. Like all girls in the 5th grade, I was going to marry and have Joey's children. I had a poster above my bed. Sheets, earrings for my freshly pierced ears. It was an amazing time. The first concert I ever went to? You guessed it....NKOTB. My mom, the goddess she was, got tickets. A bunch of moms and us kids packed up, drove to Seattle and spent the night for the concert. My brother's favorite part was their was a Denny's in the parking lot of the hotel. We got our shirts and were on the floor. I have proof.





Now, they return. Married to other bitches, I mean women. I've accepted this. Some have acted, some disappeared off the face of the planet. Some annoyed the shit out of us on reality tv (coughcough JORDAN coughcough). It doesn't matter. The planets have realiegned and they're back. I've informed my husband I will drain my bank account to see them. He told me if I did, I should continue to follow them around the country. I will do this. I'd like to see him survive more then 2 days with Miss Amelia. Riiiiiiiiiight. Even ol Joey Mac couldn't keep him from wanting me back. PLEASE DONT GO GIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRL.

I'm like a 10 year old on Christmas. I will be stalking websites for updates. I Tivo-ed the Today show, I'm going to watch it now. It's the best day.