Donny & Me

Well, well, Donny Osmond is 50 years old today.

Some of you may only know him as Marie Osmond's older, toothier brother, but for me, he was my ultimate teen heartthrob. My Puppy Love knew no bounds--I had Donny Osmond posters all over my bedroom, every 45 the Osmond Brothers and/or Donny the solo act ever made and practically ALL of his albums. I even saw Donny in concert with his brothers (at the old Boston Gahden, the grungiest concert venue EVER), and yes, L'il Sis Marie sang too and no, she didn't faint.

Donny wasn't my only teeny-bopper crush--I was fickle, lurved David Cassidy and Michael Jackson--but the thing that made Donny special-est to my tweener heart was the fact that we had the same birthday, but I was one year younger. Now he's 50; long-in-the-tooth so to speak. Yikes, you know what that makes me! But I take comfort in one thing as I begin my final year still in a demographic advertisers give a crap about, my final year before the AARP comes a calling--I'll never be as old as HIM. Happy birthday, Donny!

Janet - no power in the verse can stop me!