Breaking News! Hell Reportedly A Chilly 31 Degrees

Well, either hell has officially frozen over, or, New Kids fans, it IS a brand new day afterall...

Sweet Baby Jesus. They are reuniting.

This is perhaps, one of, if not the happiest days in my life in the past 14-sad years since they went away. Perhaps the most monumental in the 20-years since they first came into my life. My beloved, New Kids On The Block are coming back twenty (is it possible?) years after releasing Hangin' Tough.

I feel like my bangs just grew 6 inches (thanks to Rave Super Hold hairspray), my spiral perm came back, and I can almost feel the metal reforming in my mouth.

People.com broke the story that NKOTB will be making their historical return this Friday morning on the Today show. And an email from their website soon followed to confirmed that this was, indeed, the case and not a cruel joke. Did you hear me, THIS FRIDAY MORNING.

I. Am. So. Happy.

I knew I shouldn't have thrown away all that precious memorabilia! I knew those dusty t-shirts, buttons, posters, and dolls would be worth something someday. Thank God I still have my Lynn Goldsmith book (proudly displayed atop my armoire with other picture books). I wonder if it's acceptable to wallpaper your office in photos from Teen Beat? I swear. This is like Christmas in April. Maybe even better.

And just like that...all the memories come rushing back. Taking me back to a time and place so familiar and foreign. So impossibly long ago, yet seemingly only yesterday. True New Kids fans know this feeling. That unmistakable feeling you were left with. That pull on your heart. That unyeilding love for five Beantown boys who were a band, yes, but to us...to us...they were so much more.

Trust me. They remember.

Twenty years later and I can almost feel the eruption of 50,000 screaming thirty-something women. Our voices louder, deeper, and less schrill - only with the same anticipation and the same longing. Ohhhh, how it will feel so good to remember what it used to feel like...to live in that distant memory again, if only for another brief moment in time. Together, we will stand and dwell in the sanctity of our youth...once again present in the population of those who understand the obsessive behavior that perpetuated our reason for being. We will dwell in our innocence, of our place in the sun, long before life jaded us. A time before we were girlfriends, wives, mothers, and bitter ex-wives. We can unite again, stand tall against those who scoff, and endlessly obsess over the member we love the most (Joey).

Sign me up, cause I can't wait to be a part of it all over again.