The Perils of Being Lady Sally

 


From the moment I saw Lady Sally I knew she just had to be part of our family. This is mainly because she cost a whole lot of tickets and I was dying for a reason to play the coin dozer. Y’all…I can not be trusted around the coin dozer.


Seriously, I love this game. Unfortunately it’s a complete waste of money so you can see why I was psyched to have a legitimate, well, legitimate-ish reason to play.

So, I won this lovely little doll. Stella christened her Sally and soon her name changed to Lady Sally. Apparently this doll is quite the social climber. 

We went down to Destin a couple weeks ago and stopped at Panera in Destin Commons on our way out of town. Stella asked if she could bring Lady Sally in and I stupidly said yes.

Sure enough, round about the state line, I saw that Stella wasn’t holding Lady Sally. And, even more sure enough, there was no way we could go back to get her.

Billy had a minor ‘we’re so irresponsible’ flip out and then called Panera and asked to speak to the manager. Quick as a wink she had agreed to send Lady Sally to us.

Oh, the sad drama when Stella realized what had happened! Every day, several times a day, Stella checked on Sally’s status. The manager was nice enough to send us a report that Sally was ‘learning to make bread’ and was doing well.

When she came in the mail we sat Stella down on the bed and told her to get ready for a surprise.




Reunited at last.


Oh, so happy to be back together.


I think the lesson we all learned is that I should play more coin dozer anytime I get the chance. Or something like that.

Thanks Panera!!!

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