Archive | April, 2011

The Morning After… And Royal Haiku!

29 Apr

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Yes, my eyelids are puffy.  
Yes, I'm still in my jammies because getting dressed seems Hard.
Yes, the pageantry was lost on the kitties.

But I upheld tradition!  And I did it with blueberry pancakes and tea.  Not exactly a Yorkshire pudding, I grant you, but it made me happy.  

 Favorite Moment:  First glance of Prince William in his red tunic driving to Westminster Abbey with his brother. Goosebumps!  No one should lose their mom when just kids.  How can we not be happy for the boys? And I loved when Kate curtsied to the Queen.   

And now I bring you my Royal Fashion Haiku.   (throat clearing… mememmee!)

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ODE TO ROYAL FASHION

Dapper morning suits,
Top hats and tails for the men,
Picture Fred Astaire.

Girls, let's bring back Hats!
Fascinators with feathers
Add just the right touch.

Would someone please tell
Posh Spice to look more pregnant,
less chic, to be fair.

Pippa's dress devine,
Kate a touch of Grace Kelly.
Classy sisters, both.

Queen of England sweet
In perfect butter yellow
Grandma should be hugged.

But fashion aside, 
Am confessing a new wish,
Call me Pippa, please!

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Royal Nostalgia

28 Apr

Thursday night, I'll be camped on my sofa.  By 1:00 am Pacific time, I plan to be on my second batch of buttery popcorn.  Can I do it?  I'm usually out for the count by 10:45 pm, but this is not any night.  

It's a Royalty night!

In 1982, if you wanted to see Prince Charles and Lady Diana get married, you cow-girled up! You camped out!  You set an alarm!  You drank leaded coffee! 

And we did.  

Do I remember all of it?  Not really.  Mom was very excited.  She grew up on news of Prince Charles.  For me, it was a real live prince and princess.  I was 12.  I still had a pink bedspread and pictures of figure skaters on the back of my door.  I curled up on the couch under a pile of blankets, with my little white dog, Dandy.  The dim lights and the illicit feeling of being UP LATE were enough to keep me in the room.  

And ooh!  
Diana's long train!
The ruffly collar!  
And Prince Charles with a sword on his hip!  
I hoped the cute boy in 8th grade marry me and wear a sword…

That's the feeling I miss.  The Wonder.  

I'm happy for William & Kate, as they seem like nice people.  And I can't wait to see all the fashion and the parades.  For some reason, I'd love to give the Queen a big hug, grandma-style. 

But it's that feeling of awe – the wee hours, just me and mom, watching something Royal, that I want to revisit.  Mom now lives seven hours away, but I'll be picturing that night as I pile on the quilts, arrange the snacks on the coffee table, and sip my coffee.  

Thanks for the memories, Windsor Family!

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Side note:  The pressure William & Kate are under…  No thank you.  When JP and I got married, we did not have the entire planet watching, nor were we memorialized by jelly bean art, pizza recreations, or Etch-a-Sketch shadings.  Have you seen these?  

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The French Maid, In the Dining Room, with a Soup Bone

27 Apr

I've said it before.  I'm a slow reader.  So, yes, I'm still in France with Julia.  And last night, I lost track of the characters.  

It was late.  I glossed over the french word in italics.  
It was late.  I saw the name Minette.  
It was late.  I thought Minette was their maid.
It was late.  Then I was laughing hysterically.

"The venison made a splendid dinner, with a rich, deep, gamy-tasting sauce, and for days afterward Paul and I feasted on its very special cold meat.  When the deer had given us its all, I offered the big leg-bone structure to Minette.  "Would you like to try this, poussiequette?"  I asked her, laying the platter on the floor.  She approached tentatively and sniffed.  Then the wild game signals must have hit her central nervous system, for she suddenly arched her back and, with hair standing on end, let out a snarling groowwwwllll!  She lunged at the bone and, grabbing it with her sharp teeth, dragged it out onto the living-room rug — luckily a well-worn Oriental — where she chewed at it for a good hour before stalking off."

Really, if Minette HAD been the maid, I'd have had to sack her.  Such unseemly behavior!  

Ahem.  Nice kitty.

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