Anyhow, music sticks in my head long after I'm done listening to it. I'm sure that happens to you guys, too, right? Sometimes I don't even have to hear something to get a song stuck in my head ~ last night when I went to bed I had a song from my old Disco Mickey Mouse cassette circa 1979 stuck in my head - "Welcome to Rio."
Welcome, welcome to Rio!
Welcome, welcome to Ri-i-o!
Welcome, welcome to Rio!
The tropical hotspot, saludos amigos!
I could go on. But I won't.
So I was humming, singing softly, be-bopping around the kitchen the other day to the tune of "Don't Need Nothing But a Good Time" and Josh was watching me. That, of course, made me break into full voice:
Don't need nothing but a good time
How can I resist?
Ain't lookin for nothin but a good time...
and then I scooted up to Josh, shook my hips in a totally cornball way, and with great drama and a Vanna-esque showcasing of my body, I finished off
And it don't get better than this!
And Josh looked me up and down, looked straight in my eyes, and said somewhat sadly, "Really?"


