I was going to wait until my birthday to write this post, but I’m hoping dreaming that I will be too busy that day to think about Miley Cyrus of all people.
We share a birthday. And I would say that day isn’t big enough to share with someone else, but I think Miley and I have several similarities that make us practically twins.
Miley goes by two names: Hannah Montana and Miley Cyrus.
I go by two names: Kristi and MOMMMMMMM!
Miley plays two characters: teenage girl and Rock Star.
I play myself and housecleaner/maid/pickerupperofdirtywetwashcloths.
Miley has a deep, raspy singing voice that her audience loves.
I have a deep, raspy voice when I have a cold that keeps me from yelling at my children.
Miley dates underwear models.
I dated men who wore underwear.
Miley wears a blonde wig when she doesn’t want to be known as herself.
I dye my hair red so that I don’t look blonde.
Miley has a country singer dad.
My dad lives in the country and I hate country music.
Miley was “discovered” at the age of 11 when she started acting in a sitcom.
I discovered my first pimple at age 11.
Miley’s godmother is Dolly Parton.
I watched Dolly Parton in a movie once, but was too distracted wondering if her boobs were real or not.
Miley has an album titled “Breakout.”
Well, I don’t even have to explain that one, do I?
According to her wikipedia page, “Cyrus had already begun transitioning to a more grown-up image in late 2008.”
I don’t have a wikipedia page YET but if I did it would tell you that in 2008 I tore a hip muscle and started limping around like a grown-up old person.
Miley has a book published called “Miles to Go.”
I have more miles than an old honda.
Miley took a break from music to focus on her film career.
I took a break from cleaning out the kitty litter room to write this post.
Miley’s line of clothing has taken over J.C. Penney and WalMart.
I buy things at J.C. Penney and Walmart all the time.
Only not her stuff EVER.
But since we share so many things, Miley and I, I think it would be SUPERCOOL if we spent our birthday together. What do you say Miley? Come over for some wine and a movie to fall asleep to? A little rowdy party in the living room in our pajamas alone with the cats? Give up the Hollywood parties and come see what you’ll be doing in 22 years!