Yes, my darlings, I am late doing my blog post. But frankly, you guys should be glad I can type at all, through these tears. Ro’mama is in deep, deep mourning, and I don’t even look good in black bombazine.
Why, you ask? Can you have missed the most important news flash of this young century? Isn’t it obvious? Prince William, the best looking heir to the throne England has had in decades, has announced his engagement. And thus, all my dreams for my daughters have fallen into dust.
Gazing down at those little pink-beribboned noggins, sleeping in their cribs, I whispered only one thing to them: “Snag Prince William, Snag Prince William . . . ” I spent all that money on cotillion classes, French lessons, and braces to make them tiara-worthy. I watched every damn Princess movie Walt Disney ever made, to show them how it’s done. But nooooooo!
So my dreams of tea with Liz, Phil and Chuck are history. But for wetsday, here’s a few snaps of what Miss Middleton has caught in the parson’s mousetrap: