I got this email from my stepmom as a forward and wanted to share it, it’s cute

THESE ARE ENTRIES TO A WASHINGTON POST COMPETITION ASKING FOR A TWO-LINE RHYME WITH THE MOST ROMANTIC FIRST LINE, AND THE LEAST ROMANTIC SECOND LINE:

1. My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife:
Marrying you has screwed up my life.

2. I see your face when I’m dreaming.
That’s why I always wake up screaming.

3. Kind, intelligent, loving and hot;
This describes everything you are not.

4. I thought that I could love no other –
that is until I met your brother.

5. Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you.
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar
bowl’s empty and so is your head.

6. I want to feel your sweet embrace;
But please don’t take that bag off your face.

7. I love your smile, your face, and your eyes
Darn, I’m good at telling lies!

8. My love, you take my breath away.
What have you stepped in to smell this way?

9. My feelings for you no words can convey,
Except for maybe ‘Go away”

10. What inspired this amorous rhyme?
Two parts vodka, one part lime.

I’ve always been sort of a loner, never been much for big social gatherings and I wouldn’t claim to be a social butterfly by any stretch of the imagination. I’ve always had a standoffish type persona I guess, one where I’ve been expected to have sarcasm available at any given second (and I do) and I’m expected to be bitchy (and I am) when the situation calls for it, and I’m expected to be demanding and results driven, none of which I dispute. But all of these things that I am go against this one thing.

I dig Miley and Billy Ray Cyrus.

Oh the weight that just lifted off of me. Wow. I feel so free. Yes, I confess, I like them. I loved Billy Ray Cyrus when I was a teenager, not because I thought he was hot (stars have never held that WOW HE’S HOT factor for me) but because I loved his music. I enjoyed Some Gave All and would frequently skip Achy Breaky because I disliked the song and thought it atypical. I love all kinds of music, but what I love about it most is the story, if there is one. I like my share of dance music and pop music too, but I love music that tells a story and even more if it’s uplifting in its story.

I saw the video for Miley Cyrus’ song from Hannah Montana. It’s a good song, it’s uplifting, inspirational and it’s a story that’s even extended with a movie.

Admitting this exposes me to an amount of lameness I have to acknowledge that I possess inside. So I accept it, embrace it and make it my own.

So yeah, I dig Miley and Billy Ray and I even watched that show Doc he starred in on PAXtv, lol! He’s a good actor too, guess that runs in the family.

So what of it anyways? Isn’t there some lameness in you? Want to confess?