The Secret Underground Hannah Montana Society
Anyone who follows this blog knows that my 6-year-old niece has already infected me with a bad case of High School Musical fever. Yes, I am certain that I am the only person over the age of 11 who describes "You Are the Music In Me" to friends as "haunting." (It’d be funny if it weren’t true.)
As it turns out, my sweet, little Niecey Botwin was, in true drug pusher form, just starting me out on the soft stuff to get me hooked and comin’ back for more: This past Thanksgiving weekend at home has left me with a full blown Hannah Montana habit. (Oh, how did I not see THAT coming?)
"Best of Both Worlds"? Brilliant. My favorite, "Nobody’s Perfect"? A timeless masterpiece that I can’t get out of my head: "Nobody’s perfect. I gotta work it, again and again, til I get it right." I mean, it’s spooky. It’s like she knows me!
Time to fess up, all you achy breaky parents and former fans of Miley Cyrus’s dad, Billy Ray. Mullets unite!! Admit you’re a big ol’ Momtana … and that you would’ve killed to have been on Oprah last week when the big O surprised everyone with a Miley/Hannah appearance)!
P.S. If you follow the link to the Oprah page, you will see the most hysterical photo ever of screaming kid fans. The three girls in the bottom right-hand corner of the pic just kill me.Add a Comment