what song is stuck in my head

I’ve got a big fat ass

It is a long, boring, drive with nothing to think about from my town to the next town over where the bigger grocery store and the Dollarama and the Walmart are. I should not be alone with my thoughts. Inevitably, I turn on the radio, which, as far as I can tell, is:

  • 45% country music (half french, half english);
  • 30% all the pop songs that I don’t like and never the ones I do;
  • 5% that Christian station that’s always explaining the Bible to me;
  • and 20% classic rock.

Also, inevitably, I can find Queen. Like every time. Mainly Under Pressure. Sometimes We Are The Champions. But today it was Fat Bottomed Girls and now, since I am a fat-bottomed girl, the song is stuck in my head.

My first reading for Enid Strange!

Facebook event link: https://www.facebook.com/events/435928826878056/?notif_t=plan_user_associated&notif_id=1527523820264286

I’ll be reading from my new book on June 8 at 4pm at Cranewood on Main in Sackville, NB. This event is free and kid-friendly. If you’re nearby, come get a sneak-peak before release of Enid!

Also, for no reason, this song has been in my head for the past few days:

onward songs stuck in my head

Earlier this week is was The Rapping Cat, which I cannot give you a youtube link for since it’s a song one of Tesfa’s friends made up for her, but I’ll put the lyrics below so you can bask in its awesomeness:

I’m a cat, not a fox
I poop in a box
When I want fresh fish
I head to the docks

Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, dab x2

What’s the situation?
The situation is that the rapping cat is in the nation.

Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, dab x2

End

Now that I’ve shared that with you what all the happening nine year olds in my small Maritime song are singing, the song currently in my head is:

You can take the Meghan out of the United Church of Canada, but you can’t take the old Protestant hymns out of her earworm repository.