I've gone completely mad. I must have been possessed... I bought the NKOTB single on iTunes. And I'm fighting the urge to play it on repeat. When I advised Mr.Mr. of my impending bad purchase he happened to be in the bathroom, post-shower, shaving his overgrown face. I felt the need to remind him that this is just another manifestation of my love for bad, danceable pop and that I was truly powerless. He suggested without missing a beat that perhaps he would take this opportunity to demonstrate his love for cheesy, porn star mustaches. Thankfully, he backed down. I don't need to tell you how ridiculous he looks with a mustache.
Anyway. It's full on. The good news is, I'm still not this woman.