I Must Confess…

There’s something I have to get off of my chest. I’ve been keeping it a secret for a while now. I’m not proud of it, but I can’t hide it any longer. Okay. Here goes…

About a month ago I was at Target…alone, if you other moms can even imagine it. I walked by an end cap when something caught my eye. I just had this sudden, inexplicable, impulsive moment of weakness. And so I bought THIS: 
I’m so ashamed. 
But wait…it gets worse. Not only did I buy it, but I’ve been hiding it in my mini-van and BLASTING it every time I drive somewhere alone. Then when I have my 4 year old daughter with me we play it and sing along, only I’ve made her promise not to tell anyone. ‘Live While We’re Young’ is our favorite. (We refer to it as “our secret song.”)
I totally understand that 35 years old is WAY too old to be singing, “Tonight Let’s Get Some, And Live While We’re Young.” But, jeez! They’re so British…and so adorable! (Especially the one with dark hair. I mean, it’s not like I know his name is Zayn or anything.) Maybe I’m drawn to them because it brings me back to my NKOTB days. Maybe I’m just a sucker for good old-fashioned bubble gum pop. Oh who am I kdding? Maybe I’m just a creepy old lady. After all, I’m technically old enough to be One Direction’s Mom! (Hey, I said technically, people.) 

Go ahead. Roll your eyes, laugh at me, make fun of me. I deserve it. But it sure feels good to not be carrying around this secret anymore. Next time you see me rollin’ in my mini-van singing at the top of my lungs, you can shake your head at me and laugh because you’ll know what’s playing.

PS: You know you secretly love them too.


  1. I don’t mind them. But this is coming from someone who just downloaded Call Me, Maybe. Don’t judge. And when you said, “in Target, alone” visions of sugar plums danced in my head.

  2. I’ve never heard of the group so maybe I’ve been living under a rock. Don’t be embarrassed, once in a while I secretly watch an episode of Phineas and Ferb…alone. Thanks for the laugh. Stopped by from Sits…and following.

  3. Would you feel worse if I said that my soon-to-be stepdaughter is a HUGE One Direction fan? And she’s twelve. Yeah? OK. I’ll keep that to myself. ๐Ÿ™‚

  4. I’m not allowed to like them. My daughter is a fan of The Wanted and has sworn me against One Direction. But I do not judge. Love what you love — have no shame.

    Happy Sharefest. I hope you have a lovely weekend.

  5. LOL…this is such a good post. It reminds me of my sick addiction to…wait for it…The Secret Life of the American Teenager. I was hooked for two years. I stopped watching, but I know I’ll eventually catch it on Netflix. It’s sad to even admit it…DON’T TELL ANYONE I KNOW! Don’t feel ashamed, because we all have something we’re not eager to shout from the rooftop.

    Stopping by from SITS.


    • Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me…and everyone else who sees this. Maybe you should blog about your “sick addiction.” I feel much better now that I came clean.

  6. I may or may not have created a Pandora station the other day with a different British Boy Band…(Shhh!)

    Happy Sharefest!

  7. I won’t judge. I spend most of the day singing Disney songs–broadway style.

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