…this is what dreeeeeeeams are made of. Hey now, hey now, this is what dreeeeeeeeeams are made of. I’ve got somewhere I belong. I’ve got somebody to love. This is what dreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeams are made of.
I can’t believe it. In my “I didn’t PR and now I’m sad” fit after Sunday’s triathlon, I forgot to share one of the things that put a huge smile on my face that day.
I crossed the finish line to “What Dreams are Made of” from the Lizzie McGuire Movie.
Are you kidding me? How is that even possible? I am certain the Trek Women’s Triathlon was made for me. (Even better? Goose knows all the words and was happy to sing along with me.)
Who doesn’t love watching Hillary Duff dance and sing with… Hillary Duff in a brown wig with a bad fake Italian accent? Score!
Goose and I love to watch movies like High School Musical and the Lizzie McGuire Movie. What’s your guilty pleasure?