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Dance Moms: Miss Abby Is Getting Her Freak On As Season Five Begins. The ALDC (PA & LA) Is Back In Business!

Wednesday, January 7th, 2015

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Shut. Up. These are the best Sour Patch Gummy Worms I’ve ever had. I can’t even feel my face.






My hair’s on point. My makeup’s totally on point. My outfit’s on point. And you give me three lines this week? WTF?





I miss them too. I’m just saying look at all the extra room we have now. We can finally lay down.






Siri: What was the name of that crazy kid with the gigantic hair bows on my other show? Quick!






Srsly. How the hell is a normal person supposed to reach the top of a 6Plus with one thumb?






On second thought, maybe I will give this chick a pass. Like right out the front door and into the parking lot.






Honestly, I’ve never heard of Christi. But when a volcanic ash pandemic hits, is it really gonna matter?




Freakin’ Finally.

Freakin’ Freak Show Finally.

(See what I did there?  Three months off and I still got it…)

Dance Moms is back!  Not very many of them.  But they’re back.

The crowd had definitely thinned out a bit since the last time we saw everyone.  Maybe more than a bit, actually, because you could literally count them all on one hand as the new competition season began this week.  Which…not gonna lie…is kind of a Win Win situation for me and my bag of Cheeto’s on Tuesday Snack Night.

But it was still Dance Mom(s) plural.  For now anyway.  And lucky for us, the ones that were left all decided to come back for the premiere of Season Five and didn’t waste any time getting right to the Mama Drama.

As soon as the new 2.5 second opening credit title card clanked down like some kind of subliminal guillotine (…Wait.  What?  No more Living On The Dance Floor?…) three things were glaringly apparent.

One:  Abby Lee Miller was going to save a lot of money heating and cooling the ALDC studio this year now that only three Moms are opening and closing that front door all day.

Seriously.  Remember last year when the Original Recipe Moms and the New and Improved Moms and all their Original Select and Junior Select and Elite Select and Junior Elite Super Uber Select kids were all propping that thing open trying to get past the front desk log jam?  I’ll never understand why some of them didn’t just crawl in the window to speed up the process.  The show’s only an hour, people.n

Two:  I’m never going to be as smart as that girl in the Child Genius promo who spelled that thing you get if you stand too close to a volcano when it erupts.

And Three:  This was going to be the Darker Side of Dance Moms.  At least for a few episodes.  Which means we should probably address the Elephant in the Room now and then get to the good stuff.

Gone are the days when the most emotionally traumatizing scene in an episode involved Brooke Hyland taking a pie in the face.  The shizz just got real up in here, yo.

Now Brooke is gone.  Paige is gone.  Kelly is gone.  Christi is gone.  Chloe is gone.

There was a lot of (…edited or nah?…) Christi & Chloe bashing as the games began this week, but you know by now I’m only here for the giggles.  I loved Chloe and her little Cabbage Patch Doll eyes, which I thought were just fine.  And her Mom is so crazy that she needs to be my new BFF asap now that she has all this extra time on her hands.

Everyone else can fight this one out online and get it out of their system, because…honestly…I have so many passwords on my cell phone already that I can’t even imagine having to remember another one just to get into some Gymboree Chatroom and talk smack about Mothers from Pittsburgh.

Which also reminds me that this week’s episode was brought to us by our friends at the Apple Store, because everyone had a new iPhone.

As the Few and the Proud filed in for the first Season Five Pyramid of Shame, the studio had either gotten bigger over the break or there really was nobody left in the building.

My MomCrush Jill went on and on about how skinny Abby was (…and there did seem to be less of her than I remember from Season Four…) but I’m not really sure if she actually got smaller or her hair is just getting bigger, because Ms. Miller is starting to look like Priscilla Presley on her Wedding

Step away from the hot rollers and nobody will get hurt, ma’am.

Side note:  Not nearly enough Jill Time this week.  Needed to be said.  Love her.

Apparently, nobody had heard anything from Christi or Chloe since that big chaotic hallway blow-up at Nationals, which I thought was odd since the girls had been such Instagrammably (…did I just make up a word?…) tight buddies for the last four years.

But again…take it outside or take it to another chat room, thank you.

Bottom of the Pyramid was reserved for Kendall and Chloe.  It made me sad to see Chloebird’s picture knowing that she wasn’t even there.

Fresh off the outrageously successful International Year Of The Nia that I predicted, BTW (…Yaaaaaaaas, Gurl!  First Place tiara!…) Nia was keeping Mackenzie or Mackdoodle or MackZ or whatever her name is this week company on the middle row, which meant Maddie was on top already.

So to recap:  Maddie didn’t dance a solo and Chloe doesn’t even get a Dance Moms paycheck anymore, but they were both on the Pyramid.  I fully expect to see my headshot scotchtaped to the mirror next week if this is how Abby’s gonna play it this year.

For their first race out of the gate this season, the ALDC gang was headed to Sheer Talent Competition in Niagara Falls, which my Macbook spellcheck somehow just auto-corrected to ‘Viagra’ and now I’m horrified that someone will think I Googled it on purpose.

Kendall, Nia and Chloe all scored solos this week, which was a little awkward since one of them wasn’t actually in the building at the time of the announcement.  I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to call Chloe at home and let her know or how that was going to work out on stage.  Not my problem, I

The group routine was a circus freak kind of thang, based on the American Horror Story: Freak Show phenomenon.  I’ve never actually watched the show, probably because it conflicts with something on Bravo or Lifetime.  But everyone at work loves it.

And they’re all freaks.  So, yeah.

As four tiny girls ran around in a gigantic empty studio, the Moms hit the MomPerch and didn’t quite know what to do with themselves.

You know how when you stay in a hotel and they have a super king-sized bed that is like five times the size of yours at home and you don’t know what else to do but roll all around it because you can…?  It was like that up on the MomPerch couch.

Jill, Holly and Melissa kind of looked like they just missed the 39 Bus and were the only three people left on the bench.

Srsly.  How much do we love Holly?  She got new eyeliner.

Since no one had heard anything from Christi in three months, Jill decided to try and call Chloe’s Mom on her redoinkulously BeDazzled iPhone (…seriously, Gurl…how you get dat thing through a TSA checkpoint?…) which allowed the cameraman ample opportunity to awkwardly linger somewhere between Jill’s cellphone and her cleavage way longer than he should have for a show about little children who can dance.

Not that I’m complaining, of course.  Cuz you know I love me some Jill Vertes.  Maybe I just need to cut back on my Niagara when she’s on screen.

Snap.  Went there.

Naturally, the call went unanswered, which made me wonder how it’s possible that Christi never bothered to set up her voice mail the whole time she was on the show.  You had four years, honey.  Either take it to the Genius Bar or tell the post-production editing department to stop making you look like a raging bitch.

Snap.  That’s twice now.  And it’s only the premiere.


Somewhere around this point was when Abby realized that four little girls barely even qualify for the Group Routine category, so she picked up her new iPhone (…no wonder nobody else could get the Gold one…Lifetime snarffed ’em all up…) and placed a mystery call to somebody, asking if they could fly out to Pittsburgh and join the party.

Conveniently enough, Kalani Hilliker and her Mom Kira have their own private jet because I swear they were both walking through the studio door before Abby even hung up on them.  Dr. Beyoncé was all like AwHellNah and Jill was all like SayWhat? and then Melissa had her first Eye Twitch of Season Five.

And my Twitter feed got all ‘Molegate.’  Again.

Really?  I’m not doing this for another 32 episodes, people.  I can’t.  I don’t know what happened to it.  It was there.  And then it was gone.  And now it was kinda sorta back again, but not really.  I just can’t.  One season was enough.

Beyond all that hysteria, there was a lot of stress juice leaking from every one of the Moms this week.  I think they were probably just reacting to all the changes and the fact that the Original Recipe Mom Team was no more.  It’s sad to lose your friends, so I don’t think all the negativity up in the Perch was coming from an intentionally mean place.

Holly chewed on Kira a little bit.  Jill snarked on Christi’s Social Media skills.  (Since Christi won’t follow me on Twitter, bonus points were given to Jill on this one just because…)

And then I’m pretty sure Melissa accused Kelly of still using dial-up.  Apparently the Hyland household isn’t wired for high speed internet because Melissa totally trash talked Kelly’s computer skills like she still had tin foil wrapped around her bunny ear TV antennas or something.

Somehow the girls even managed to get a little rehearsing in before leaving for Niagara Falls, which gave skinny Abby time to yell at them just like not-as-skinny Abby used to do.

And then finally, it was Showtime!

And time for this woman.  Who just gave me Life.


No clue who she is.  But she was into it.  Into.  It.

And it was also time for Paige Hyland to slap a lawsuit on Abby, citing mental abuse and unlawful working conditions during her tenure at the ALDC.  You already know the scoop on that one.  TMZ milked that cow dry when it first happened.  They just didn’t tell us it happened on the day the remaining Moms and kids were piling onto a bus.

Side note:  They showed that flashback clip where Paige is standing all by herself in the studio looking like a kid whose Mom just abandoned her in the mall on Christmas Eve.  I hate that clip.

I’m going to assume that everyone went to a hotel first, because when the bus pulled up to the venue Abby had even bigger hair than when she left Pittsburgh and nobody was wearing the same clothes they had on when they put their luggage in the trunk.  There’s no way they could have done that kind of transformation in one tiny bus bathroom.

As usual, the waiting crowd went bonkers.  There were a few ‘I Heart Chloe’ signs that looked like they were glitter glued and painted by the same intern who does all the America Idol audience posters, but whatever.

I missed where the actual event took place, but it looked like an old Costco because everyone was in folding chairs on one flat cement floor, trying to see around the person in front of them.  If I had driven ten hours to Niagara Falls just to look at the back of Abby Lee Miller’s hair I would be soooo not happy.

Kendall’s solo was awesome.  She was like Sheena of the Jungle with a spear and everything.  First Place!

Nia came in Second Place, but scored the top spot as far as I was concerned because she rocked a Roy Lichtenstein costume that made her look like she had just jumped off the cover of the latest issue of Marvel Comic’s SuperNia.

Power of:  Death Drop.  Let’s go fight crime.  And be sassy while we do it, mmmkay?


Holly’s HollyFaces when Nia dances, tho.

Kalani channeled Austin Powers Girlfriend during her/Chloe’s routine.

She came in Second in her division.  Probably because she didn’t wear The Beard.

Because she totally wore The Beard for the Freak Show group routine later in the event and the ALDC came in First Place.  I’m not saying Kalani’s not a good dancer.  I’m just saying that when I was in third grade a kid sang a made-up song in a construction paper hat dressed as Abraham Lincoln and won First Prize, too, so facial hair seems to be the common denominator if you want to snatch some trophies for your case.

And then it got a little odd, because the emcee/director/Ryan Seacrest guy took the mic and let the entire audience know how much Sheer Talent loves and supports Abby.

Not for nothing.  That was nice of him, I guess.  But honestly, if I was the owner of Miss Clementine’s School of Tap and Jazz Handing and was going home with a couple of 9th place trophies and a bunch of kids with sore feet and bad attitudes, I’m not so sure I’d want to sit there and hear about how amazing my competition was when I had a 5 hour drive ahead of me.

And then Ryan Seacrest even called Abby up on stage where she started this impromptu motivational BeTheBestYouCanBe speech that I swear would have ben accompanied by Nia’s Maya Angelou Dance if she could have gotten all the polka dots off her face in time.

So, yeah.

Moral of the Story:  The kids still love to dance.  And the Moms still love their kids.

Dance Moms is back.

Freakin’ Finally.


Dance Moms Video: Freaks Like Me Are Dancing To Beauty And The BEAT. The Todrick Hall ALDC Double Feature.

Wednesday, October 22nd, 2014


Fix your feet.

And then get your Freak On.

It’s a tale as old as time.

And as tired as that weave, girlfriend.

First, it’s Beauty and the Beast as you’ve never seen it.  And if you’ve already seen it, you need to watch it again.  Because it’s that good.

Warning:  This aint’ Yo Mama’s Belle, tho.  Not even close.  But it is somehow now a Dance Moms Six Degrees of Separation kind of moment.

When youtube sensation Todrick Hall first reinvented this Disney classic, I got a little obsessed with the video.  Not gonna lie.  I posted it and predicted even bigger things for him than dancing down the aisle at Target.

Then Dance Moms came along and Holly and my MomCrush Jill became my new obsessions (…which just sounded way creepier than it really is…I swear…) and you know how that’s been going lately.

Finally, the Freaks Like Me video came out and my worlds collided.  Todrick doing his thang while Holly and Jill did back up dancing?

Yes, please.  And then I’ll have some more if there’s any left.

And today we got word that Todrick is getting his own reality show on MTV next year.

Yaaaaas, hunty.  F’realz.

A TV show.  On that TV station that used to play music videos.

Now I don’t want to say I told you so, but I’m pretty sure I may have also mentioned that whole International Year of the Nia thing a few times and…well…let’s just say I’m 2 for 2.

So to celebrate Todrick’s success and give me a chance to ramble on about Dance Moms during their hiatus (…seriously, is it over yet?  It’s been like forever already…) you really need to watch some Disney in da ‘hood and then Freak Out in the library one more time.


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And since there’s no such thing as too much Dr. Beyoncé and Principal Jill

(PhD=Pretty Hot Dancing.)

You’re welcome, world.

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Dance Moms: The Real Housewives Of Pittsburgh Are All Back For One More Round At The Reunion. Let’s Do This.

Wednesday, October 15th, 2014




You wanna see me climb those stairs in heels? Cuz Imma ’bout ready to hush this whole audience.






We’d never hit each other. You have any idea how much a full set of these acrylics costs at the mall?






Thanks. It’s nice to be here, Jeff. But it would be even nicer if MamaZ could stop staring at my boobs.






I dunno. I think my favorite part is when everyone all goes ‘Maddie Maddie Maddie Maddie…’






Somebody wanna tell Elizabeth Taylor over here that we all know she’s wearing her kid’s headband as a necklace.






Srsly? Did she really just say that to me? Abby’s hand up my butt? You see how tight this dress is? Good luck with that.





I’m well aware that only one side of my hair is curled. You don’t need to keep pointing it out.





You know what they say.

It ain’t over ’til the Dance Lady blings.

Because they totally say that.  I swear.

And there’s nothing like a little Dance Moms Reunion to prove it.

This week Abby Lee Miller put on an extra layer of protective sparkle spackle and faced off against every Mom in the building one last time before closing the books on Season 4.

And what a season it was.  Oy vey, the drama.

My boy Jeff Collins was back to nervously host another roundtable discussion/boxing match with the Moms.  Sometimes I’m still not sure if he actually watches the show, but it was nice to see that he finally got his pocket square under control.  If you’re a tenured Dance Moms fan, you’ll probably remember that last year his suit stuffer was bigger than his head and it really bothered me for the entire episode.

Jeff was also styling in a pair of on-trend skinny leg pants and a bullet proof CNN kevlar vest under his suit coat just to be on the safe side.  He seems a little delicate, so after all the throw downs this season I don’t blame him one bit for suiting up like Iron Man.

Full Disclosure:  It’s already public knowledge that I have a Love/Hate relationship with these Reunion Shows.  No secret there.

Don’t get me wrong.  I love seeing the Moms all glammed up, because very last one of them can werk a fancy dress like nobody’s bidnezz.  Whether you think some of them play dirty or not…they all clean up nice.  Really nice.


But after four seasons, I still can’t figure out the location of the bunker where they film these things and where on Earth they find all these infomercial audience participants.

Oooh.  Aaaah.  It can make hot soup AND ice cream?  Take my money now.

This year the set was decorated with the same chandelier (…subliminal Sia advertising, anyone?…) silhouette wall clings they sell at Urban Outfitters.  I saw them on sale during Back-To-School, so I’m sure Lifetime got a sweet deal on a full case of decals.  Honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised if the whole audience went home with a new Vitamix blender and a couple of removable stickers.  Thanks for playing!

As always, Jeff and Abby started the show with a quick one-on-one to lay out some of the backstory before the Moms hit the couch.

Since Abby always wears a minimum of one reflective accessory per outfit per day, it was hard to tell if she had actually put any extra effort into glamming herself up for the Reunion.  I think she did, though, because she wasn’t wearing a plastic headband.

Jeff and Ms. Miller talked briefly about Nationals, the Original Recipe Team, the New Recipe Team and Maddie Maddie Maddie.  And then Maddie.

And speaking of.  Maddie was the first to come out on set in a pretty little age appropriate dress, all smiley and oddly shy at the same time.

Something about her always reminds me of what would happen if you put Audrey Hepburn and Asia Monet Ray into that free Vitamix blender and set it on Ice Crush.

I think it’s the combination of Asia’s little signature head bun and something else that escapes me right now.  Maybe it was Maddie’s dress at last season’s Girl Talk Special.  I dunno.  But that’s what Maddie always reminds me of, in case anyone cares.


We discovered that Maddie had gotten a tweet from Sia (…1, 2, 3 Drink!…) and immediately jumped on a plane and learned the entire music video dance in two hours.

Really.  That’s how it happened.  And now she’s got a freakin’ MTV Music Video trophy on the shelf next to her My Little Pony collection.

Hellz To The Yeah I’m checking my Twitter account every ten minutes from now on.

Abby also pimped out her own new book before sending Maddie back into the Green Room.  I swear the book must have been propping up a short table leg or something, because she yanked it out of thin air so fast that I don’t even know where it came from.

Side note:  Transitions aren’t really Jeff’s thing, so for the rest of the episode he just kind of jumped from subject to subject whenever things got uncomfortable.  It’s not me.

Next out on stage was Holly!  We love Dr. Beyoncé.

(And to the twerp that called me out on Twitter for comparing Holly to a pop star…der.  If you had actually been reading this mess of a site for the last couple of years you’d know I’m only referring to her breathtaking makeover, not her twerking.  I know what ‘Doctorate’ stands for, thank you very much.  If you like it than you should have put a PhD on it.)

Holly was a stunner in a long yellow gown that kinda sorta reminded me of a cross between Belle from Beauty and The Beast and something you might wear for the talent portion of the 2015 Mrs. Pittsburgh Pageant.  Hint.

(Where she could totally rock the Single Ladies dance, mmmkay?)

Jeff got right into the whole WhiteBoardgate controversy, complete with a flashback to when Abby declared that at 12 years old, Nia was already at the age where she could easily get married and start having lots of babies.


Wait.  What?  Yeah.  You remember that one.

Holly lost her noodle back then, and she lost it again this time.

But in complete level headed HollyStyle.  She.  Shut.  It.  Down.

Pointing and getting all VoiceOfReason and OhNoYouDin’t at the same time while hushing the entire audience when they dared laugh along with Abby, Holly was in charge.

I even put my phone on Mute because I was afraid she’d start yelling at me if I got any calls during the show.  I’m sorry.  It won’t happen again.

Holly don’t play.  And when she points at you?  Game Over.

Side note:  In between all the action, there were also some dance numbers, both group and solo.  I’m not discounting any of them, I’m just trying to keep this thing under a four hour read so you can all get back to Facebook.

Next out on set was Christi, in her multi-tiered white wedding cake gown.  I could totally picture how cool that dress would be if each level had a hula hoop hemmed into the seams and it whipped around when she got mad like something on Star Trek.

I don’t even think Christi’s butt was on the couch before she and Abby started going at it like pit bulls.  The kind with rabies that chew through their leashes.

If you could take any hallway fight scene from this past season and imagine it being performed in ball gowns, that’s pretty much how the confrontation went down between Chloe‘s Mom and Abby this week.

When Melissa‘s name got dragged into the discussion, she even came out from the shadows looking mighty fine in a red sparkly ensemble to try and prove to Holly and Christi that she doesn’t live a Privileged Life.

It didn’t go so well.


Especially when Abby started whispering to Melissa and Holly just stopped talking until she got the R-E-S-P-E-C-T that Aretha said she deserves.  Don’t make her hush this audience again.  Because she will.

We also never really found out if Christi and Chloe are gone, though.  I mean ‘Gone’ Gone.  Like…for good.

I know how the finale ended and what all the online chat rooms are saying.  (If I creeped online chat rooms, I mean.)  But nobody at the Reunion actually came out and said IT…so who knows.

After all the craziness of this season, I need to see it actually scroll across the bottom of the screen or have their faces pixelated off the opening credits before I bury the bodies.

We love that little Chloebird, BTW.

Side note:  With one hand up and one hand on the (bleepin’) censor button, I swear that hallway and back alley MamaDrama (…and maybe an occasional front desk fisticuff…) is the best.  The Best.

Somewhere around this point my MomCrush Jill almost missed her cue and never even came out on set.  I don’t what the heck she was doing back there, but she seemed pretty surprised when Jeff called her name.

Her pastel glitter ball dress gave me some Life, hunty.  Life, I tell you.

After a little more Abby-Bashing and about 32 seconds of MackZ‘s “Shine” video, Jeff finally got up the nerve to mention new and even louder Mom Christ-y with a ‘Y.‘ 

Her flashbacks, tho.  Is it Garbage Day already?

After being cut from both ALDC Teams so many times that I needed Holly’s White Board to keep track, Christ-y was finally so devastated that she didn’t even bother showing up for this week’s Reunion.  On Party Dress Day.  Bummer.


I was kind of looking forward to some Feisty Christ-y Moments, but it’s probably better that tiny Sarah didn’t have to be put through any more emotional scarring.  I’m no doctor, but I can’t imagine that it’s very good for your brain cells to take in so much oxygen every time you hiccup cry.

And then Tami came out and the episode momentarily went into 3D Mode.

Not gonna lie.  I’m kind of mad at Melissa, because I totally wanted to say “Holy Boobage, Batman” but she beat me to it when Tami came out of the shadows.

The Password Is:  Whoa.  And another Whoa for the other one.

Wearing some kind of green shrink-wrapped cut-out superhero dress that exposed all her…umm…superhero stuff, I guess…Tami joined the Moms to discuss her front desk beatdown of Christ-y.

I love Tami.  I really do.

But don’t mess with her, because she will smack the pants right off you.

(Special shout-out to Director Jimmy for dropping down through the air duct during that chick fight to try and pull the two of them apart without losing an eye.  And if that other guy in the Where’s Waldo rugby doesn’t get some kind of Presidential sumthin sumthin for serving his country in the middle of that lady battle, I might just lose all faith in America.)

Tami has no regrets.  Bitch touched me first.

I’m pretty sure Tracey might have a few more regrets, since she still has no hair in that one spot where Tami snatched her head while attempting to connect with Christ-y’s face.

And Melissa?  She was dying to swipe her ATM card right down the center of Tami’s boobage.  You could totally tell.  MamaZ had that same face you get when there’s no line for Free Cone Day at Ben & Jerry’s.

Then the rest of the New Moms joined the party.


Tracey was still trying to hide her bald spot.  Jodi had enough estate jewelry on to attend the Oscars.  And Loree ‘VoteForMyHusband’ Cloud clearly thought she was a guest on Meet The Press again.

It was classic Old vs. New while Jeff doodled on his index cards.  (Do you think there’s really anything written on them?  I wonder some times.)

After an awkward flashback where we got to relive Abby ripping the track jacket right off Ava‘s body and then kicking her out the ALDC back door, Mom Jeanette came out in a (…totally not from Forever 21…) tight and right red mini dress to get all up in Abby’s face.

For 27 seconds max.  I swear.

Which was just long enough for Christi without a ‘Y’ to swear at her before she left.

Really.  Just like that.  I don’t even think Jeanette’s taxi driver had time to shut off the engine before she was back outside with all her luggage.

But Jeff had saved the Best For Last.  He said that.

Cue the Boo’s, because it was time for Chaos Cathy Nesbitt-Stein to come out and represent the Candy Apples contingent.  I’m pretty sure she’s a Side Sleeper.

The Left Side, if you know what I mean.

As soon as she hit the lights, Cathy was all over Abby.  And vice versa.

They fought over who was the rudest dance company owner.  They fought over what ‘avant garde’ really means.  They fought over who did the best ‘Chandelier’ dance.  They even flashbacked to that infamous hallway fight that occurred after Cathy and Brigette Triana talked through an entire ALDC performance.

Side note:  I’d like to apply for the Subtitle Editor’s job that is probably vacant after the guy misspelled Brigette’s name while they were whispering.  Did you pick up on that?  Cuz he sure didn’t.  How does that even happen?


That’s almost as bad as last night’s Nancy Grace broadcast where she kept showing Kendall‘s face with Paige Hyland‘s name under it during the Dance Mom Kelly story.


If I don’t get the Subtitle job you know I’m applying for the open spot in the HLN Research Department.  Get it together, people.

And then Jeff finished off the Reunion with the Biggest News Evah.  Which was actually last week’s Biggest News Evah.  Hate to burst his bubble.

Abby was opening ALDCLA.  Which we already knew.

So.  Yeah.

But it still got that one dude in the audience pretty excited, because he did a Fist Pump.

And then it was over.  For another season.

Who knows what next year will bring.  Only time will tell.

For now, we know that Holly looks amazing in yellow.

And all the other Moms like really sparkly things.

Can’t believe it’s over already.  I had fun.  Hope you did, too.

Now we just wait.  I can finally get to bed early on a Tuesday night and the rest of you can try reading a book or something.

I thought I was pretty hilarious, if I do say so myself.

What did you think, Melissa?


Ok, then.

And on that note…if you haven’t already, you can fill some of that DanceMomsVoid by checking out Toddrick Hall‘s “Freaks Like Me” music video.

Holly and Jill dance.

And that’s pretty much all you need to know.

See you in Season 5, suckahs.

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