It is now time for the ever popular segment of our blog
The question I will answer for you today is:
“Why do you insist that we call you Lola when your name is Clearly NOT Lola?”
Way back in the early days of my youth (college) I saw a woman that had a pink beehive hairdo! She wore a pink polyester jumpsuit, had a pink poodle, and a pink car.
( She wasn’t even a salesperson for Mary Kay)
I decided that her name had to be Lola….and that someday I would be just like her, probably when I was much older.(..and retired, and senile!)
*Zoom forward several years*
My older sister, Angel, was about to become a Grandma for the first time.
She was determined that she was not going to be called grandma because she was far too young to be a grandma.
She also vetoed Mama, and Nana.
She chose to be called Juanita. (don’t ask!)
Knowing that I would soon become a Great-Auntie I understood that it was time for me to change my name too.
I became, officially (???),
Grand Aunt Lola.
My darling niece is now pregnant her 4th baby.
Her oldest is 3 1/2 years old.
That is why I am Lola…again! (and again, and again……)
So now you ask: “Why all of the pictures of Gwen Verdon?”
Well…She is the Lola I want to be now!
She is the coolest Lola in town……well she was before she died 9 years ago!
(The dancing….not the subtitles. the subtitles are great too)
(This is me after the Biggest Loser! I love the ricrac edged hot pants!)
“So, Lola? Why do WE have to call you Lola?”
I’ve been a Mother, and an auntie for Sooooooo long that that is what I do best!
I am your Aunt Lola whether you like it or not!
So, go clean your room…… and I’ll give you a treat!
(re-post from Jan. 2008. In honor of Lynsey’s “again’s”)