Well, as you hopefully saw on Friday night’s post, I LOVED HSM3!

Look how cool I am with the abbreviation! It’s like I’m one OF them!

For me, the best part of the movie going experience was the couple sitting directly in front of us. They were in their mid to late twenties and obviously on a date to HSM3.

Be still my beating heart. I mean, when a guy takes you to see a chick flick, he really loves you.

The best part of watching them occurred when the two main characters in the movie kind of break-up (I hope that isn’t a spoiler for you avid HSM fans). The guy in front of us starts laughing at the ridiculousness of the situation while his girlfriend bursts into tears. I am talking sobbing.

It was well work the $9.50 just to see that part.

As great as my HSM3 experience was, it was also my downfall in fake parenting as it kept MacKenzie up way too late. By the time I got her home and tucked into bed, we were having a complete meltdown (pay attention to that phrase because it will be a theme throughout this post). I had made the mistake of telling her we were going to Dollywood the next morning (WHY? WHY WOULD I DO THAT?) and she just refused to go to bed.

She finally fell asleep, but not for long. At 1:13 a.m., MacKenzie woke up long enough to insist that it was time for us to get up and start getting ready for the theme park. At 3:56 a.m., she woke up unable to locate Piggy (a little stuffed pig that she sleeps with) which caused me to go on The Great Hunt For Piggy until approximately 4:07 a.m.

I’m sure you’ll be relieved to know that Piggy was discovered hiding under the bed.

Around 5:15 a.m., she woke up again and this time began putting on her tennis shoes since, after all, if we arrived at the park four hours before it opened, we’d be first in line! I told her to get back in bed and let me sleep a bit longer or she wasn’t getting a funnel cake.

You may send my Fake Mother Of The Year Award care of the Starlite office.

When she woke me up around 7 a.m., I gave in and started getting both of us ready. I would just like to say that I did not fix MacKenzie’s hair all cute. I mean, I do love good hair but hello? I was working on a sleep deprivation cycle here.

We made it to the park, however, and spent the day alternating between riding The Scrambler and MacKenzie have tantrums throughout the park. Oh, and my favorite boots caught on fire while we were watching this fire thing.

It was Dollywood bliss, y’all.