Long before the singer came out with "Poker Face" we had a Lady Gaga all our own. My mother is referred to in our family as GaGa, G, or Lady Gaga by her grand girls all stemming from her oldest granddaughter not being able to say Grandma, hence the name stuck. Lady GaGa is clearly the matriarch of our family and lessons learned by her actions tend to just stick with you.
Case in point ~ A couple of weeks ago now my girls and I jetted off to the beach along with my husband who had to travel there for work. Unfortunately hubbie had to go straight to his place of business leaving the girls and I to fend for ourselves with checking into the hotel and carting up all of our luggage (not an overestimation when you have two little ones) up to our room. After three trips to the car and me sweating (literally) from carrying a one year-old while doing this task (and I wonder where the back problems come from) we were all pretty much spent.
The girls looked at me with that "what's next entertainer" kind of look. One key point I have forgotten to mention is that my older one at this point had a bright red arm cast from her hand the WHOLE way up to her shoulder, not very condusive for a beach trip, but we all had our heart's set on going, so here we were.
I quickly went into "what would Lady GaGa do" mode. My mother is a bonafide hostess. My husband's father jokingly calls me "Lady GaGa" when I ask him several times if I can please get him something to drink, or, would he be more comfortable with one more pillow, etc.
In Lady GaGa mode I opened the curtains to the room ("blowing the stink off" as one of my favorite movies says) and marched the girls down the hall to the vending and ice machine. My older one loved being in charge of the ice bucket and pressing the button for our root beer.
Back in the room I spread our beach blanket on the hotel floor and we quickly set up a happy hour (another Lady GaGa must) of cool drinks and snacks. Suddenly the broken arm and tired muscles took a backseat to our picnic and happy hour.
"Can I get you something more to drink, Mama,"said my older one.
Our Lady GaGa may not ever have world fame, but to all of her girls she is nothing less than a superstar.
I love you, Lyndi, and I love this blog. Please keep writing!
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