I’ve been really looking forward to today.  Everyone is back to our regularly scheduled school program.  I’m in dire need of some regularity.  But, as I was thinking about the boys going back to school again, I had a little flashback…

Shhhhh….don’t tell anyone, but when I was a teenager I went through a *ahem* giant Grease 2 phase.  Yeah, I know *hangs head in shame* You want to pluck me in the head and see if something is dinging around between my ears.  I apologize.  I don’t know what I was thinking, but I do know that I can still sing a whole lot of lyrics from repeated showings at my best friend’s house.  My parents never had HBO, so I really had to make an effort to watch this movie over and over and over again.   *shudders*

So what’s my point?  No–now that the kids are out the front door and I do have HBO, I don’t plan on an all-day Grease 2 love fest.   But I’m reminded that if you win the heart of a teenager or a “slightly” older woman still working through some of her teenage crap, you might have a fan for life.  How do I know this???  Yeah, I’d still watch that movie and sing along in a heartbeat.  I would try to break away, but my eyes would be drawn to the screen like I was a rubber-necker on the highway.  Yes, I know it’s bad–a really, really bad movie.  But it brings back great memories and reminds me that I think life would probably be a lot better if it really was a musical–even a bad one.

Today is a big revision day.  I’m going to keep in mind that my words have power and I have to make each one count.  And although I’ll take a those fans anyway I can get them–if I can manage it–I would rather have my writing stand the test of time just a little better than Grease 2. *grin*

So what dopey movie do you have hiding in your closet?