It's not you I'm mad at, it's the dirt

What better way to spend Mothers Day than in a swanky movie theatre on an overcast day sipping mimosas and watching the worst movie of all time? Truly. It was a gas. Kevin and I took his mom to see "Mommie Dearest" and it was a laugh riot, although I know it wasn't intentionally filmed as such. Pardon the pun, but you just can't take your eyes off of Faye Dunaway's eyebrows. That is when you're not spitting mimosas out your nose because of her acting. How did they keep a straight face while filming? Truly a camp classic that deserves its place as the mother of all Mother's Day movies.