Mandy Moore Movie Night

As I’ve mentioned on several occasions, I am totally awesome. Really. The coolest.

If there was any doubt in your mind, I’d like to present to you a visual representation of my Saturday night. Trent was out of town on business and I was supposed to have a movie night with someone (AHEM, Mikayla!), but at the last minute she changed her mind and decided to go out barhopping. I am not jealous. I swear. I’m not. Stop looking at me. I am not jealous!

How could I be? I ended up having movie night by myself. And not just any movie night, Mandy Moore Movie Night (MMMN).

Did I mention how awesome I am?

Let me present the players. The first tool needed for MMMN is a collection of required reading. These were provided by my daughter’s babysitter.

Next, make sure you have a ferocious guard dog in case of a burgler or in case you don’t feel like getting up to go to the kitchen, but you have a dirty plate full of salsa and cream cheese that needs to be cleaned.

Also, note the pink carpet.

For MMMN, you must stay hydrated! Additionally, wine helps make cheesy dialouge much more profound.

Keep arts and crafts handy, as MMMN films don’t always require a large use of brain cells. These will keep you busy enough that you won’t notice the lack of plot or realistic premise. I prefered to use the baby book I’ve been trying to make for Lucy since she was born.

Now lets get to the real deal. MANDY!

TBS seemed to be aware I was hosting a MMMN party all by my lonesome and felt it would be a good idea to contribute an airing of A Walk to Remember, starring homely Mandy who is just screaming for a Hollywood makeover.

Presenting… the Hollywood makeover!

First cute MMM boy of the night.

Moving on to Chasing Liberty and the second MMM cute boy of the night.

Then Mandy got a little slutty.

And now, the big finale! The hands down cutest boy in a MMM and therefore the unofficial winner of MMMN (You didn’t realize there was a winner, did you?! Could this event BE more fun?)……

Johnny from Because I Said So.

Uh oh, looks like Johnny thinks it’s time for bed…and I agree. And no, I’m not drunk. OK, maybe a little.