My kids are now obsessed with Grease. Ever since we went to see the play at the High School, they've been watching the musical numbers on YouTube and driving me crazy singing the songs. So, of course I caved and got the DVD from Netflix and we watched it tonight. There's something weird about seeing a pivotal movie from your childhood with your own children. I figured out that I wasn't all that much older than J when the movie came out - I won a copy of the album in a dance contest at Denise Clevenger's slumber party.
The kids were amazed when I told them that we didn't have DVDs back then and had to go to the theater to see the movie. Then they asked if that was back when movies cost 25 cents. T asked me nicely not to sing along to the movie. "It's not that you sing bad, it's just that you wreck the songs." Whatever.
On this date: In 1991, the last episode of Dallas aired.