I'm Not Breaking In, I'm Just Dancing

I'm pretty sure I was the only 37 year old mom in my neighborhood standing in her driveway this morning at 3:10 a.m. with her reading glasses on her head, waving a dish towel and channeling Christina Aguilera through her iPod.

There may have been one other, but I think she's only 35.

Ain't no other man
on the planet
knows what you do...