We had just arrived at the racetrack Friday when I saw a little girl with a multi-colored mouth sitting on a bench eating this patriotic popsicle.
“Oh man, Brad! We have to get one of those this weekend!” I turned to him and said excitedly.
Poof, my wish was granted. To wish us a happy Fourth of July, the racetrack was giving out the popsicles for free. I only got past the red part before I threw mine out, but BF managed to finish all of his and his teeth turned a lovely shade of blue, too.
- Bits of me -
I am a relatively recent college graduate that just entered reality.
I work and live in the suburbs, but I play in the city.
I am a native Chicagoian, but my heart longs for New York.
I love creative writing, literary non-fiction and feature writing.
I love hard news and celebrity gossip.
I am a self-proclaimed fashionista with a weakness for white wine and sushi.
Love me, hate me, e-mail me: AbitofBritt@gmail.com
