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13 going on OMG it's N*Sync!

I really wasn't that into the boy bands when I was in middle school.  Sure, I religiously watched TRL every afternoon like any self-respecting teenager, but I didn't chose sides, or have a favorite band member, or go to the concerts.

However, I can admit, without shame, that at the very first glimpse of the member of N*Sync rising to the platform during last night's VMAs, I was bouncing up and down on the end of my bed like I was front row at one of their concerts circa 1997.  I don't know why, I guess is was all the anticipation built up from the will they/won't they rumors over the past week or so.  It was pretty awesome.  And, thankfully, afterwards I was free to turn off the VMAs without fear of having nothing to talk about with people on Monday morning.

Seriously?  I really don't listen to or watch that much main-stream music.  Is this what's out there right now?  C may never leave the house once he turns seven.  Miley, really honey?  I know your Daddy did a piss-poor job of raising you to understand your value and place in this world, but really?  It was gross.  Lady Gaga, why do you get to be called "lady".  I didn't see anything lady-like.  I didn't know half the other people.  I'm really ok with that.  It is at least a few more years before I have to be aware of popular music and musicians in order to filter/ban what the kids in our house will be listening to.  For now, I can just turn the channel.  Thank goodness F.R.I.E.N.D.S. re-runs were on!

Happy Monday, Y'all.

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