After a day in sight-seeing hell, ("Mandy, look it's Chartres! It's so beautiful"-said as we passed Notre Dame today on our boat tour of the Seine; "Oh, look! It's a bureau de change. I read about them in my book." "Is that dome over there the Parthenon?" "That is soooo funny! It was the Herbal Essence commercial only in French!" "So who was it that built the Eiffel Tower?" "It looks just like Las Vegas Paris!") I am zoning on the couch, trying to block out the discussion based on a deck of cards featuring famous Parisian sites, watching the Euro Top 20 on MTV and suddenly I decided that I would really like to meet Britney Spears and ask her what her life has been life? What was it like to be a sex symbol at 14, how did she handle that? When did she really lose her virginity? Was it to Justin Timberlake or some sketchy record producer or just some Louisiana boy? What are her parents like? Is she happy? Does she take drugs?

Thinking about Britney Spears as a person. Yet another symptom of parent overload.