Seriously. I am terrified Heather Mills' leg is going to fly off, or she's going to fall down. I find myself holding my breath and clenching my stomach muscles the entire time she is dancing. Of course, considering that is the only work-out my stomach muscles have seen since 1985, perhaps it will be in my own personal best interest if she stays in the competition for quite some time.
I adore her. I adore all of them. Well, there are a few I don't adore, but for the most part? All of them? Adorable.
Who do you think is going to go?
And what does it say that I bribed my children into brushing their teeth and putting their pajamas on early, by telling them they could stay up and watch with me? For them, of course, it's all about Hannah Montana's dad. And tonight? He was adorable.
Although Brayden did know all the words to "Ring of Fire", which I found frightening, and for which I place the blame squarely on the shoulders of her Uncle Cliff.