The other night my brother's boyfriend and I bonded over learning that we both love The Big Chill. It was karaoke night at the bar we were at and I told him I'd sing "Ain't Too Proud to Beg" in honor of our newfound mutal love for the movie. "Ain't Too Proud to Beg?" a friend asked me, slightly confused as to whether or not she knew the song "Oh yeah, I know that song! Someone sang that on American Idol the other night." Sigh. I am now officially 43 years old.

(see also my September 6th blog on The Big Chill where I feel 35 years old)