Hit me baby one more time.

If you know me at all you'll know that I have no self retraint in general but less so when it comes to Britney Spears' song "Baby one more time". Oh baby, baby. how was I supposed to know, that something wasn't right. Oh baby, baby, I shouldn't have let you go. And now you are right outside yeah. Show me, how you want it to be, tell me baby, cause I need to know now. Oh oh because, my loneliness is killing me. I must confess I still believe, when I am not with you I lose my mind. Give me a sign. Hit me baby one more time!

Seriously, I have been running along the Stanley Park Sea Wall twice with this Britney song loudly playing in my headphones and belting it out until I realize that people are looking at me with a "Who is this crazy woman?" look on their faces while I smile sheepishly and say: "Sorry, was I too loud?". Really? You'd think they'd be used to Britney Spears sing alongs in the West End right?

You will also know that I believe I am a true Newfounlander at heart as I will not only attend every Great Big Sea concert available to me but also know every word to every one of their songs and sing along at the top of my lungs while bouncing up and down in the very first row like some crazed groupie. Okay, not LIKE a crazed groupie but like a TRUE crazed groupie.

My friend Fiona and I like to crank up the volume in the car while playing Erasure's "A little respect" and The Cure's "Just like Heaven" or George Michael's "I want your sex" while watching the kids in the back seat turn beet red and hide themselves below the car windows so no one can see them.

I love the more contemporary Lady Antebellum and Parachute. I can be serene with Jason Spooner and The Decemberists but I also cannot avoid liking the boys from Saving Abel and their raunchy lyrics. Listen to their "Sex is Good" song, excellent! You should know though that the fact that I like this song makes the resident 14 year old break out in a rash and Biblically deny his mother's existence particularly if his friends are around.

Lately, Sebastian has encouraged me, in view of the Saving Abel faux pas, to find more "over 40s lady like music". Yep, his exact words. So I wonder, what is more "lady like music"? Do I need to stick to Barbra Streisand, The Carpenters, acoustic piano and/or guitar (all also on my playlist btw)? Or can I be lady like while I listen to Coldplay and Breaking Benjamin?

In the end I told him he should be grateful that it is not worse because I am just now begining to pay him back for the 5 years of endless recurrent loops of Raffi, Thomas the Tank Engine and Mighty Machines. So my dear lovely Sebastian let me be loud and happy and - HIT ME BABY ONE MORE TIME!