Barb's Burblings

I was talking with a

I was talking with a coworker about what we did this weekend, and I mentioned that I watched A Little Princess last night, and how cute it is, and how much I love that movie. And she was like, “You’re just a softy inside.” Well, yes. Yes I am. And it’s not like it’s something I try to hide. I’m a hopeless romantic who loves cheesy chick flicks, and gets sentimental at stuff like an American winning a gold medal. But apparently I don’t give off that vibe. The coworker didn’t seem surprised that I loved Chicago, a very cynical show. And I am sarcastic. But I don’t know. Maybe I do kind of hide my emotions. But don’t most people?

I’m going to stop thinking about this now.

“Forget About the Boy” from Thoroughly Modern Millie