Sometimes I worry about me.

Okay, I do it often....but not usually about whether I have gone completely over the edge of sanity.

I love High School Musical 2. I am 35, but I love it. The music is good. I give it a 10 because I can shake my tailfeather to it (not that ANYONE other than john and the kids will EVER see that). I am currently listening to it. I have it on a CD that is in my car. I bought the DVD. I was a coward and hid behind my children (Gainey has a crush on Corbin Bleu and loves Ashley Tisdale, Court likes Lucas Grabeel), but no more. I admit it. I love them all. I think they are a talented bunch of kids and yes, yes, yes, I think that Zac Efron is a great-looking kid. Since he is young enough to be my son, I don't have a crush per se, but I like to watch him on TV. And I know what it is. Those freaking eyes of his. Like Martina McBride. I could stare at the two of them for hours. I have a thing about eyes...it's what I like about Garth, too. They look like they are up to something, stirring up some shit somewhere and only they know it. That is fascinating to me.

Now, my inner 16-year-old's passion for HSM2 is not what worries me. What has me wondering about my personal issues today is that a song made me cry. Again. Of course, the usual ones do, anything about Dads usually gets me, since I lost mine when I was 23. And Disney uses a song called "flying" for their YEar of a Million Dreams promo. It is instrumental, it is beautiful, it reduces me to tears in 4 beats or less. Every time a commercial comes on, someone in the house has to say "don't cry mom!"

Now Trace Adkins has decided to make me sob like an idiot. They have been playing this song on the radio called "You're gonna miss this" and the part that makes me lose it? This one:
Five years later there's a plumber workin' on the water heater
Dog's barkin', phone's ringin'
One kid's cryin', one kid's screamin'
She keeps apologizin'
He says "They don't bother me. I've got 2 babies of my own.
One's 36, one's 23.
Huh, it's hard to believe, but ...
You're gonna miss this
You're gonna want this back
You're gonna wish these days hadn't gone by so fast
These are some good times
So take a good look around
You may not know it now
But you're gonna miss this"

Ugh. I am tearing up proofreading the post. Seriously, I am a true sap. All I think of is the kids. I call them babies and Gainey will be 5 in June and Johnnie is 3. Hardly babies. Where the hell did the time go?