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Published: April 9th 2016
Life is good. Finally, at last, it has become that way for Lonely Lulu. Life is again looking up for her. She can hear you sighing with relief and applauding. Her wailing has stopped. Her tears have dried up. Her nose is clear. Her capricious, so-called boyfriend has responded. Obviously, her determined fighting spirit paid off. The breath-taking glamour make over didn't hurt. No question that her stunning beauty woke him out of his clouded, unrealistic fantasy regarding Miss Pigface.
A sorrowful, repentant, resourceful letter has been sent to Lulu's advocate (me) to be shared with our pathetic heartbroken starlet. It is from HIM! She has read it and read it and reread it. Finally, her pain, distress & anguish has eased and as the gracious soul she is, she is willing to take this volatile cheater back.
He no longer has to try to plan how to cajole or console her anymore with measly offerings. She wants the big time.....the big stuff.....Bling and more Bling. Of course, of course, she wants the expensive gifts he is willing to shower upon her. No question about that. That's a given. The luscious, unforgettable dinner reservation suggested needs to be made
Sandy & Sam
Thank you, dear friends
now. She wants the best table in the elaborate restaurant ...window seat, wine and candles! Nothing less! I know she has many more items piled high in her merciful and humane shopping cart. In time, they will be revealed...just not now. She hates appearing greedy and materialistic. AND "Never, Never" must he have a wandering eye ever again!
No wonder everyone loves this gal. Always willing to give a second chance. But she murmurs "Burn me once, shame on you; Burn me twice, shame on me". Before all of this soap opera saga evolved, she found a place today where she & Elvis were heard "Singing the Blues". Now that was a duo to behold. Excellent. It helped her with her decision making. She knew all along that Miss Pigface stood no chance against our lovely Lulu. There are many bumps in this road of life. "Precious" feels none of them (no torso to be jarred). She only looks to the present. It's too difficult for her to turn her head any other way all by herself. She cannot imitate the poor girl in The Exorcist. She is woman...hear her roar! Lulu the Grrrrrrreat!
Again, as revealing and
Haines a City, Rt. 27
open as you know her to be....Lulu wants to share this contrite, shamefaced, guilt ridden, apologetic, remorseful letter with you. Hopefully, you all can agree she made the right decision in rallying around her troubled, confused, blinded boyfriend....not best boyfriend (that's Jeff).... but one of many others. Read on: Oh my God! What have I done? And all so unintentional. It just happened....don't act like it never happened to you, and always at Walmart but never at Target. And so, so quickly. But wait, I think I have an excuse. A man's mind, (woman's if you resemble Rosie O'Donnel) isn't quite on track when he has a craving for chicken wings. All of a sudden he can be swayed away from normalcy (sp?) both in hunger and proper behavior in public. I probably should seek therapy and undoubtedly there are professionals that specialize in this and other similar things like eating ice cream while scuba diving. But what do I do now? I surely must face Lulu and beg for forgiveness. Should I shower her with expensive gifts? That might be shallow, but it worked for Kobe Bryant. Maybe
take her out to an elaborate restaurant for a luscious, unforgettable dinner? Oh no! I just remembered Jeff! He's bigger and stronger and faster than I'll ever be and if she tells him what I did he'll kick my ass all over Tropical Palms. I know....I'll hide in the exercise room because he'll never look in there. I have till December to figure this all out. Signed: Your weak and groveling boyfriend (I pray).
Life is good and only gets better. Sam & Sandy took Cory (and me) to Egg City. This is a marvelous restaurant on Rt.27 (Haines a City), next to Manny's. It is owned by the Manny's owners. It is open for breakfast and lunch. Then it closes and Manny's opens. Clever! Today's adventure was part of their many gifts they bestowed upon this aging birthday boy. Remember the NYPD cap and the terrific metal sign: Cory, Cory Answer Your Phone. Their gifts to Bucky continued to flow. Our breakfast was scrumptious. Here, Lulu was able to make her debut....again. She found Elvis and they sang the Marty Robbins song "Singing the Blues" revealing Miss Lulu's unwarranted, unprovoked unhappiness she has
Sam toasts his idol, James Dean (above)
Sam likes to wear berets..so does his idol
dealt with recently. She's so brave.
She posed with James Dean as did Sam (his favorite idol). Sam prefers not to hear or accept the rumors about his beloved movie star. We'll share this documented information with you but not him:
"Although Dean was briefly engaged to actress Pier Angeli, his sexuality has been a matter of debate. A number of biographers doubt his relationship with Angeli was a physical one. Some biographers believe he was bisexual; others characterize him as a homosexual who had one or two brief affairs with women. It was rumored that his first sexual experience occurred as a teenager when a local minister seduced him." Such is life. It is still all good. But whatever you do, don't mention this to our dedicated, faithful, devoted fan (Sam) of James Dean.....a. k.a. Janey Dean. Promise.
Life continued being good as we flew along the highway and landed at the Auburndale Market World Flea Market. We have been here numerous times. Same dealers, same stuff but still fun to wander amongst the piles and heaps of junk. Somehow, we always find things to buy. We love junk! Lulu loves this place. So many photo
She likes to wear berets, too
She ignored the massive Buffalos roaming in the back field. Instead, she raced (best she could) to the alligator pens. Pathetic to see these wild creatures confined in such restrictive and unpleasant conditions. We had to move on as I could not find a suitable way to release them and drag them to an inviting swamp. Sad. Lulu had tears in her eyes (or was she rethinking her troublesome relationship with HIM?).
The "good life" did not stop here. Somehow, the many miles traveled brought us into downtown Kissimmee. We drove around Lake Tahoe, finding it most enticing. No swimming suits so we could only survey this massive water hole. Back to the Main drag, we debarked our auto and moseyed down the quaint street. Sam led the way, speeding on his scooter, in and out of various antique shops. We left empty handed. Are these people crazy or what? Their prices are astronomical. "Delusions of Grandeur" is what Cory and I would say about the dealers who have over priced their stuff in antique shops and shows. They will be buried with their cherished, heirloom trinkets! No problem for us.... we prefer the Webster Flea Market
Auburndale Market World Flea Market
Go to church or get a new foot: Lulu is happy
& Walmart. That's where you can find us.
Growl. What is that? Lulu...the woman....no. Our stomachs! It's time to eat again! Goody. It never stops....our food consumption. It's 3:45 PM. Zooooom. Over to The Loop and to Cheddars. We still like this restaurant even though Cory & I and friends as well as Sam & Sandy and friends have experienced some difficulties here at one time. Like Lulu, we are forgiving and allow for second chances. Good...no issues this visit. Food was good and our waitress (new) was good, also. Kind of hovering but good. We told the manager that she was good. Life is good, too. Don't you agree? Good! Bien!
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