We've Got To Hold On, Ready Or Not

John and I are watching a Bon Jovi documentary right now and I.am.dying. It's nearly midnight and I've been trying to work on a few posts and now I'm struggling. I'm struggling because it's taking everything I have to not crank up our cd's and dance around the house and sing like the crazy nerds fools we are. If it wouldn't wake up the kids, I would be reliving 1988: driving to a meet with the cross country team, torturing my coach by singing to anything by Jon Bon Jovi as loudly as adolescently possible.

I'll just leave you with this, just please ignore the hair:

Livin' On A Prayer