It was recently brought to my attention that I’m a dork. I mean, I knew that I was dorky, but I thought I’d done a good job of hiding it from other people. Apparently not. I may do embarrassing things in public with little regard to the horrified stares of bystanders. I may drive around town with my windows open singing loudly (and badly) for all to hear. I may constantly take pictures of random objects wherever I go. I may strike up conversations with perfect strangers in the check-out line of any given store, much to my kids’ chagrin. And I may not have been in fashion since
before I had kids the Reagan administration. But that doesn’t mean I’m a dork, does it? (That was hypothetical. Which means – don’t answer it. Don’t. Just don’t.)
I’m sorry – I guess the embedding isn’t working. Here’s a link. DAWN’S VIDEO
But, I think this video displays just how much of a doofus I am. Some of you probably saw this back when Because I Said So came out this past summer. But those of you who missed it, check it out now. And make sure you watch it until the end for the bloopers!