There's just something fundamentally wrong with this picture...
I'm getting ready to go with my mother to see the new Harry Potter film. In my bedroom, I'm playing ACDC at a very high volume. Occasionally, I even break out the air guitar, and sing along. No, I'm not ashamed. They rock.
I finish my hair, go to brush my teeth, and what do I hear coming from my 50-mumble year old mother's computer?
Christina Aguilera. More specifically, Genie in a Bottle by Christina Aguilera.
Obviously my family exists in the twilight zone, or I was secretly adopted.