This Week’s Obsession Is Brought To You By Missy Elliott.

I happened to be on Facebook Thursday morning when…

Okay wait, I’m almost always on Facebook so that’s nothing new. WORK, you know. Heh.

Anyway, I happened to scroll my newsfeed just minutes after Missy Elliott posted that her new single, “WTF (Where They From)” featuring Pharrell Williams, was live. I actually screamed. And then I screamed again when I clicked on the video and found that I was in the first 12,000 people to see it. I mean, that’s exciting.

Missy Elliott has been a favorite of mine for years. I listen to her album “Under Construction” ALL. THE. TIME.

“Get Ur Freak On” and “Lose Control” and “Lady Marmalade” and lots of other songs that are either hers or that she has produced for others stay in rotation for me because they make me so happy.

Speaking of happiness, Missy has been mostly missing in action for the last couple of years, so when she hit the stage with Katy Perry at the Super Bowl early this year, I lost my mind.

When I discovered that she was going to be a mentor on “The Voice” this season (working with Coach Pharrell Williams), I should’ve guessed she had something in the kitchen. (Other than “The Cookbook”, which happens to be the name of her sixth album. Do you see what I did there??)

So Thursday blew my mind. This new song? I can’t even adequately express how much I love it. (You would think this post would do that but no, I love it way more than this post seems to describe.)

That day I literally listened to it around forty times, including keeping it on repeat when I walked Roxie, which led to what I think is one of the greatest things I’ve ever posted on Facebook:

By the way, the song sounds great in the shower too.

I’m obsessed with the Pharrell and Missy marionettes in the video too; not only are they identical to their real-life counterparts, but they can dance in a very un-marionette-like way, which is pretty amazing. I (and many of my friends) want those marionettes. They make us happy. For now, I’ll just have to watch the video over and over again like I’ve been doing.

So if you need me, I’ll just be over here wishing I could become one of Missy’s backup dancers, as well as figuring out when I’ll be able to say “lyrically I’m Optimus Prime” organically in a conversation. Oh, and listening to this song. Again.