While the cakes were baking, I got out my silver tea set and scrounged around for my box of sugar cubes that I keep for very special occasion. Hmmm...old and STALE. Oh well. Into the sugar bowl they went.
I pressed my best tea cup into service and set the tray for the morning's tea.Then I set my alarm and went to bed.
Time to don my first hat. You see, I couldn't decide which one to wear, so I picked my favorite two. It was difficult to know which one went best with my fuzzy pajamas.
I also had a lace hankie at the ready. HELLO, one canNOT use a wadded up tissue to cry at a Royal event(everyone knows that).
I settled on the couch with my feet tucked under me to watch the grand ceremony.
The crying started immediately as I saw William and Harry get out of their Rolls Royce! How incredibly SAD that their mother wasn't there.
Back to the wedding. It's official, they are married! Hurrah! More crying as they drive through the streets in their open carriage - so reminiscent of another couple in 1986.
"It's just so sad that Princess Diana didn't get to see this", I attempted to explain to my mechanic-no-nonsense husband. He just nodded and made no mention of the fact that his crazy wife was in her PJ's, wearing a hat and having tea and wedding cake at 6 am on a work day.
How does one explain that we girls grew up in a Disney influenced time of Prince Charming and Princesses, then watched it actually come to life so beautifully in the 80's? That we saw it die so tragically in the 90's?
Right? Tell me you didn't cry.