Another milestone is passed...

This weekend, I took Geej's carseat out of the back seat and replaced it with this:
It's the Evenflo "Big Kid" booster seat. It's actually pretty cool, if for no other reason than it can be pulled in and out of the car no problemo (unlike the car seat, which required an act of Congress and lots of muscles). It also has little lights on each side, in case she wants to read Shakespeare or something while we prowl the streets at night. I swear, I got tears in my eyes the first time I strapped her booster. She's just so damn BIG all of the sudden. It's like each one of these little milestones we pass means that the baby I remember is a more and more distant memory. Sigh.

On a TOTALLY unrelated note, as I write this, there are only 7 more hours until Justin Timberlake's big HBO concert. Cougars, UNITE!

So Ashamed.(The first in an endless series...)

I have the MAJOR hots for Justin Timberlake. I know, I know...It's so plebian and junior high and retarded. But I don't fucking care. I went out and bought "Justified" (at Waterloo, no less) the day of its release (I later lost this copy, and replaced it with a copy purchased from Target b/c I was waaaaaaaaaay too embarrassed to deal with Waterloo), and learned listened to it CRANKED in my station wagon with a regularity that would've embarrassed the most loyal 14 yr. old.

If he doesn't come out with a new album soon, I may die.

I am so ashamed.