You Can Take The Girl Out Of Cambridge…

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Today Gal Smiley continued with her plan for World Domination Through Cuteness And Charm. We had to do a little shopping and the forecast called for rain. Since Gal Smiley’s list of important things in this world goes like this:

  1. Mommy
  2. Daddy
  3. BaaBaa (her sleep buddy)
  4. Whatever Captain Jelly Belly is playing with this very second
  5. Yellow Rubber Boots

we naturally put on the boots. Combined with her yellow rain slicker, a flirty smile, and eyes aglow with mischief, she cut quite the pretty picture. Everywhere we went, people had to stop and say hello to her, and remark on how adorable she is, and how well-outfitted she was for the rain. She took it all in stride, because, hello, just one more step in the master plan. This week, the WalMart, next week, the world!

As we were leaving the Indigo (fabulous, fabulous children’s section, by the way), a big honkin’ WT truck drove by, driven by a guy in a muscle shirt with a cigarette hanging out the window, and a hard rock song pounding on the radio. And of course, Gal Smiley stopped immediately to a) groove to the beat and b) watch the guy drive away with this wistful look that says to me she already has a bad boy complex. It was like a moment from my high school days back in the hick town where I grew up. Clearly, you can take the girl out of Cambridge, but you can’t take the Cambridge out of her genes!

One thought on “You Can Take The Girl Out Of Cambridge…”

  1. smokingtoaster's avatar smokingtoaster

    I giggled when I read your “hick town” reference to Cambridge. Girl, at least you grew up in Galt, where there was like, stuff, to do. I grew up in Preston. (Reader’s note: Cambridge is the amalgamation of three cities, Galt, Hespeler and Preston). You probably NEVER came to Preston to do anything. But I frequently took TWO buses to get to the John Galt Center (I know it has another name now) so I could window shop. I remember being so excited to shop at Thrifty’s and Miracle Mart! And your high school looked cool — I remember going there for a basketball tournament and thinking I was in the big city now.

    I suppose both of us should be glad we didn’t grow up in Hespeler …

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