Itsy

Mar 18, 2006 21:17

I just heard an ad on my suitemate's telly playing the "Itsy Bitsy Teeny Weeny Yellow Polka-Dot Bikini" song, and was suddenly transported backwards to age seven, sitting at the kitchen counter with a boy friend (necessary seperation previous two words) at my babysitter's (his mother) on the next street over from my house. As we sat on the counter-stools, no doubt drinking Cottees cordial as we did, his mother sang cheesily along to the radio.

Ps. Dorm cooking sucks. I failed at instant rice, and my suitemate just came in before I started this entry to tell me she failed at macaroni-cheese.

(Reality Bites)
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