Thursday, April 28, 2011
quit raining on my parade...er...my royal wedding
Maybe it's crazy to get up early tomorrow morning to watch a wedding.
A wedding that, many say, will end in divorce.
But must we be so freaking cynical?
Amélie will never forget that she and her mom woke up early, cuddled on the couch, ate scones and drank tea, and watched yet another fairytale wedding.
I don't regret it.
I won't regret it.
But there has been news coverage ad nauseam about this event, you say?
I can't empathize.
I haven't turned on my TV in weeks.
Feel free to sleep in tomorrow. You will, most certainly, be more awake and less cranky than I will be at this time tomorrow night.
But quit raining on my parade...er...my royal wedding.