Saturday, March 29, 2008
Questions for the universe
This morning I went shopping at New York & Co. and bought 2 knit shirts. One is a small. The other is a large. How does that happen? How does the same label make two shirts whose sizes are completely different from each other?
Thursday, March 27, 2008
tired of being grumpy
I've been pretty grumpy as of late. I'm just stuck in a crabby mood. This is a short list of things that make me crabby.
* People or person (who shall remain nameless) who think that the house cleans itself. It doesn't. I know you are God's gift to cleaning because you can hang up your clothes and pick up the dishes. But that doesn't quite cut it. Do you even know where the Swiffer is? Or the Comet? Methinks not.
* Mother Nature. Cut me some slack. Give me some solid spring weather - you know the kind that doesn't involve freezing temperatures?
* school. I hate school. I hate going to school. I hate professors that think I am going to put effort into school. I'm not. You really think 3 years later I still care? I don't. Give me my B and I will pay my tuition and we are all happy.
* complaining about gas prices. Honestly, I just want to scream at people. Complaining about gas prices is so trendy, but what have you done to reduce them? Or do you just complain when you fill up your SUV and it costs you $80? Spare me. Buy a smaller car. The type of your car doesn't actually give you a bigger penis.
* On that note, people who are very ignorant and don't believe in global warming. Guess what - it ain't fake, no matter how many high ranking Republicans tell you it is. I'll form my opinions based on scientists, not politicians. You should too.
So clean your house, don't hassle me at school, and be kinder to the environment. Thanks.
* People or person (who shall remain nameless) who think that the house cleans itself. It doesn't. I know you are God's gift to cleaning because you can hang up your clothes and pick up the dishes. But that doesn't quite cut it. Do you even know where the Swiffer is? Or the Comet? Methinks not.
* Mother Nature. Cut me some slack. Give me some solid spring weather - you know the kind that doesn't involve freezing temperatures?
* school. I hate school. I hate going to school. I hate professors that think I am going to put effort into school. I'm not. You really think 3 years later I still care? I don't. Give me my B and I will pay my tuition and we are all happy.
* complaining about gas prices. Honestly, I just want to scream at people. Complaining about gas prices is so trendy, but what have you done to reduce them? Or do you just complain when you fill up your SUV and it costs you $80? Spare me. Buy a smaller car. The type of your car doesn't actually give you a bigger penis.
* On that note, people who are very ignorant and don't believe in global warming. Guess what - it ain't fake, no matter how many high ranking Republicans tell you it is. I'll form my opinions based on scientists, not politicians. You should too.
So clean your house, don't hassle me at school, and be kinder to the environment. Thanks.
Saturday, March 22, 2008
catch-up
I've been at my parent's house since Wednesday, cat-sitting. Andrew keeps saying we are house sitting, but we're cat sitting. The house can stay by itself for 5 days, but the cat cannot. Hence we are cat-sitting. And mooching off my parents while we are at it. Kitty is currently in the garage sitting on top of my mother's car. I'm such a good cat-sitter. I've locked the cat in the garage. Though to my defense, I have tried twice to get the cat to come upstairs, but he has absolutely no interest in it.
Yesterday Andrew and I went into the MOS to see Far, Far, Away at the Planetarium. It was pretty cool. Then we walked over to the Fours for lunch :) I heart The Fours. And then we decided just to walk to Gov't Center. But then once we got over there, we realized it was pointless not to just walk to Park St and get on the red line. But then we reasoned, why not just walk to Downtown Crossing? (excuse me, Washington Under as my father still insists on calling it). And of course, there's an incredible DSW at Dtwn Xing. So yeah, I have a new pretty pair of shoes. But I totally needed them. I had to throw away 2 pairs of black work shoes last week. Even Andrew agreed that I needed them. He did NOT agree that I needed the red patent leather shoes I found though :( They were too big, or else I would have fought harder for them.
It was pretty funny, on the train ride into the MOS, I looked at Andrew and started giggling. He was sitting on the T, wearing his battered Red Sox hat, drinking his DD iced coffee and putting away his sparkly green debit card. He was the epitome of Boston in that moment. It could have been a DD commercial. Or a Sparkly Green Debit Card Bank commercial.
Being back in Q-Town the past couple of days has been therapeutic for me. I'm not a suburban girl. I am a city girl. I like hopping on the T to go in town, not figuring out the commuter rail schedule, or driving a half hour to the T. I like driving past the ocean at every opportunity. I like smelling the salt air when I run down to get the mail. I belong here. I do not belong where I live. But thanks to the economic crisis and fact that housing market fell into the Grand Canyon, I will be there for a little while longer. But I'll get back here someday.
I drove past my house yesterday. Or I should say, the house that I lived in from the time I was 2 until I turned 25. I was not happy that the current owners of my house were cutting a perfectly healthy tree. There was nothing wrong with that tree. And it was easy to climb. Those people need to get the eff out of my house.
Yesterday Andrew and I went into the MOS to see Far, Far, Away at the Planetarium. It was pretty cool. Then we walked over to the Fours for lunch :) I heart The Fours. And then we decided just to walk to Gov't Center. But then once we got over there, we realized it was pointless not to just walk to Park St and get on the red line. But then we reasoned, why not just walk to Downtown Crossing? (excuse me, Washington Under as my father still insists on calling it). And of course, there's an incredible DSW at Dtwn Xing. So yeah, I have a new pretty pair of shoes. But I totally needed them. I had to throw away 2 pairs of black work shoes last week. Even Andrew agreed that I needed them. He did NOT agree that I needed the red patent leather shoes I found though :( They were too big, or else I would have fought harder for them.
It was pretty funny, on the train ride into the MOS, I looked at Andrew and started giggling. He was sitting on the T, wearing his battered Red Sox hat, drinking his DD iced coffee and putting away his sparkly green debit card. He was the epitome of Boston in that moment. It could have been a DD commercial. Or a Sparkly Green Debit Card Bank commercial.
Being back in Q-Town the past couple of days has been therapeutic for me. I'm not a suburban girl. I am a city girl. I like hopping on the T to go in town, not figuring out the commuter rail schedule, or driving a half hour to the T. I like driving past the ocean at every opportunity. I like smelling the salt air when I run down to get the mail. I belong here. I do not belong where I live. But thanks to the economic crisis and fact that housing market fell into the Grand Canyon, I will be there for a little while longer. But I'll get back here someday.
I drove past my house yesterday. Or I should say, the house that I lived in from the time I was 2 until I turned 25. I was not happy that the current owners of my house were cutting a perfectly healthy tree. There was nothing wrong with that tree. And it was easy to climb. Those people need to get the eff out of my house.
Monday, March 17, 2008
Alan Greenspan, I am not.
I'm not even Ben Bernanke. I don't understand what is going on with the economy. I don't pretend to understand. I have no idea why A) giving subprime mortgages to subprime lenders sounded like a good idea, B) why it caused such havoc (okay so I do have somewhat of an idea why B occured - I am not a complete moron) C) what else is happening to the economy D) why the dollar is tanking, and E), F), G)....
I just don't understand.
What I do understand, is that because of the economic mess that we're going through right now prices of everything are going up. I've started to get used to this and do a little bit about it. I have a summer gas fund, because without it, I am not going to be able to afford to go to the cape when gas hits $4.00 a gallon (and not going to the cape - not an option. Unless we have an usually rainy summer). I am buying more and more store brand items over name brand items. It's the best I can do right now.
But this morning I was smacked in the face with an increase that hurts. A lot. My iced coffee went up to $2.40 from $2.19. Summer of 2006 it was $2.09. March of 2008 it's now $2.40. $.029 in two years - for a cup of coffee? If coffee gets much more expensive, I will have to cut back. I know $2.40 isn't a ton of money, but I buy a coffee every day. At some point I will have to stop buying it every day - I'm not going to pay Starbucks prices.
I just don't understand.
What I do understand, is that because of the economic mess that we're going through right now prices of everything are going up. I've started to get used to this and do a little bit about it. I have a summer gas fund, because without it, I am not going to be able to afford to go to the cape when gas hits $4.00 a gallon (and not going to the cape - not an option. Unless we have an usually rainy summer). I am buying more and more store brand items over name brand items. It's the best I can do right now.
But this morning I was smacked in the face with an increase that hurts. A lot. My iced coffee went up to $2.40 from $2.19. Summer of 2006 it was $2.09. March of 2008 it's now $2.40. $.029 in two years - for a cup of coffee? If coffee gets much more expensive, I will have to cut back. I know $2.40 isn't a ton of money, but I buy a coffee every day. At some point I will have to stop buying it every day - I'm not going to pay Starbucks prices.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
busy busy busy
Weekends go by too quickly. Luckily for me I took this coming Friday off so I only have a 4 day week coming up. 5 day weeks are a bitch.
My effort to eat cleaner (ie with natural ingredients) has led to an increase of cooking. I know I can't eat 100% clean - life gets in the way - but I try to do so at every opportunity. This weekend I made (okay, Andrew and I made it together) stuffed peppers. Unfortunately, our local S&S doesn't carry quinoa, so we had to substitute brown rice, but they still came out very good
I love orange peppers. Red and green peppers are cheaper so they are my default peppers, but I picked u 4 of these for the stuffed peppers. They look like little pumpkins! 
That is the finished product. They were so yummy. It's stuffed with the brown rice (should have been the quinoa) and a turkey sloppy joe recipe. The actual recipe can be found on this blog. It was really good, but definitely time consuming, as the sloppy joe recipe takes awhile to make and then you have to do the stuffed peppers. But if you have the time, it's well worth the effort.
We did a bunch of little projects this weekend. Andrew installed blinds in our second bedroom and we hung up his diploma. That end of the room looks much better now. We also hung pictures in the living room - but I haven't taken pictures of that.
And today was Molly's Christening! This is me doing my godmotherly duties and wiping all the water off her face. The priest used like a gallon of water per child! Ignore the dumb look on my face, I don't really know what I was thinking.
No running this weekend... but this is spring break for me, so hopefully I'll get some in this week. If the weather cooperates with me!
My effort to eat cleaner (ie with natural ingredients) has led to an increase of cooking. I know I can't eat 100% clean - life gets in the way - but I try to do so at every opportunity. This weekend I made (okay, Andrew and I made it together) stuffed peppers. Unfortunately, our local S&S doesn't carry quinoa, so we had to substitute brown rice, but they still came out very good
I love orange peppers. Red and green peppers are cheaper so they are my default peppers, but I picked u 4 of these for the stuffed peppers. They look like little pumpkins! 
That is the finished product. They were so yummy. It's stuffed with the brown rice (should have been the quinoa) and a turkey sloppy joe recipe. The actual recipe can be found on this blog. It was really good, but definitely time consuming, as the sloppy joe recipe takes awhile to make and then you have to do the stuffed peppers. But if you have the time, it's well worth the effort.We did a bunch of little projects this weekend. Andrew installed blinds in our second bedroom and we hung up his diploma. That end of the room looks much better now. We also hung pictures in the living room - but I haven't taken pictures of that.
And today was Molly's Christening! This is me doing my godmotherly duties and wiping all the water off her face. The priest used like a gallon of water per child! Ignore the dumb look on my face, I don't really know what I was thinking.
No running this weekend... but this is spring break for me, so hopefully I'll get some in this week. If the weather cooperates with me!
Saturday, March 15, 2008
We went out to dinner with the Burkes last night. Leah humored me for about 30 seconds and allowed me to take this picture
That girl is freaking adorable. Then of course after she let me take that picture she was hamming it up for the camera... I had to snap another one.
I love that one. She's like a carbon copy of her mother, I swear. Though I can't say I have any pictures of Jennhead like that, but I'm sure I could get one :)
That girl is freaking adorable. Then of course after she let me take that picture she was hamming it up for the camera... I had to snap another one.
I love that one. She's like a carbon copy of her mother, I swear. Though I can't say I have any pictures of Jennhead like that, but I'm sure I could get one :)
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Today I did more with my flex day than just sit around and watch TV. Of course, right now I am sitting around watching TV. But that is besides the point.
I babysat Miss Molly for a few hours this morning. She was a doll... if dolls spit up at you and then laugh hysterically about it!! Hmph!! But she was really good. At one point she just wasn't happy, she would wake herself up from her nap and start crying. So I picked her up, sat in the rocking chair and rocked. But... that's kind of boring. And luckily for me, Beth enjoys Sophie Kinsella books. So what was I to do, than pick up Shopaholic Ties the Knot, rock with the baby, and read her chapter 1. :) 7 weeks old and already a mini shopaholic in training!
And then once I left there, I ambled down to the best Marshalls ever (seriously, I want to give it an award it's so great). And I left with a pair of sunglasses, two shirts, a new spring purse, and a pair of shoes. For about $75. I heart Marshalls. I love that I can get all that name brand, good quality stuff there. But not all Marshalls are the same. You have to go find a good one, and then be loyal to it. Even if it means driving past a crappy Marshalls to get to the good one. There's an actual strategy to being a Marshalls shopper. Most important to remember is you can't give up when you don't find something on every try. I've walked out on more than one occasion with nothing. Loyalty and perseverance. If you don't have both, you'll never get the full benefit. And you'll pay way too much.
I babysat Miss Molly for a few hours this morning. She was a doll... if dolls spit up at you and then laugh hysterically about it!! Hmph!! But she was really good. At one point she just wasn't happy, she would wake herself up from her nap and start crying. So I picked her up, sat in the rocking chair and rocked. But... that's kind of boring. And luckily for me, Beth enjoys Sophie Kinsella books. So what was I to do, than pick up Shopaholic Ties the Knot, rock with the baby, and read her chapter 1. :) 7 weeks old and already a mini shopaholic in training!
And then once I left there, I ambled down to the best Marshalls ever (seriously, I want to give it an award it's so great). And I left with a pair of sunglasses, two shirts, a new spring purse, and a pair of shoes. For about $75. I heart Marshalls. I love that I can get all that name brand, good quality stuff there. But not all Marshalls are the same. You have to go find a good one, and then be loyal to it. Even if it means driving past a crappy Marshalls to get to the good one. There's an actual strategy to being a Marshalls shopper. Most important to remember is you can't give up when you don't find something on every try. I've walked out on more than one occasion with nothing. Loyalty and perseverance. If you don't have both, you'll never get the full benefit. And you'll pay way too much.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
my thought process.
I had an entire post written out, longhand (hey, I get very bored in class). I'm not going to post it. I'm not ready to let the internet in on every detail of my life.
Here's a few things that have been on my mind
* I hate the word blogosphere. I realize that blog is a made up word, but can we not make made up words with made up words?
* I don't like daylight savings being so early in March. It's still winter and it is still cold out. I thought I would like it, but I don't.
* I have not given up Falmouth Road Race, I just can't run outside when it is this cold out. I think I need a few more weeks.
* I'm getting sick of putting unnatural crap into my body. Food wasn't meant to have that much chemical additives in it. Not only am I going back towards organic foods, but I think I'm going to try to eat a lot cleaner. There will probably be more posts about this in the future.
* Cutest baby of the year goes to this girl
Here's a few things that have been on my mind
* I hate the word blogosphere. I realize that blog is a made up word, but can we not make made up words with made up words?
* I don't like daylight savings being so early in March. It's still winter and it is still cold out. I thought I would like it, but I don't.
* I have not given up Falmouth Road Race, I just can't run outside when it is this cold out. I think I need a few more weeks.
* I'm getting sick of putting unnatural crap into my body. Food wasn't meant to have that much chemical additives in it. Not only am I going back towards organic foods, but I think I'm going to try to eat a lot cleaner. There will probably be more posts about this in the future.
* Cutest baby of the year goes to this girl
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
Semper Fi! or my flag is cooler than your flag
I walked in my house after a long day and saw a big package in my kitchen. Upon closer review I saw Ian's unmistakable handwriting. Whoo hoo! Real mail! I said outloud to no one in particular "Ian sent us something from Iraq?" to which a disembodied voice responds "Hurry up, I've been waiting for you to get home to open it!!!".
So we open it and inside is one of the flags (we're told it's one of a few) Ian flew when he "got the keys to the car". (The enclosed letter was so full of Ianisms, it was fantastic.) Pretty damn cool.
We're going to fold it up all nice and pretty like (as soon as we google how to fold a flag into a triangle because everyone knows you will be put in front of a firing squad if you don't do it right) and hang it up until such a time comes when we have a big old house with a big old flag pole and we can fly it and tell our kids that the flag came from Iraq when Ian was over there, yes the same Ian who is currently playing Halo with Daddy and talking about treacherous precipices, and don't listen to Mommy and Daddy when we talk about humping snowbanks young man!
So we open it and inside is one of the flags (we're told it's one of a few) Ian flew when he "got the keys to the car". (The enclosed letter was so full of Ianisms, it was fantastic.) Pretty damn cool.
We're going to fold it up all nice and pretty like (as soon as we google how to fold a flag into a triangle because everyone knows you will be put in front of a firing squad if you don't do it right) and hang it up until such a time comes when we have a big old house with a big old flag pole and we can fly it and tell our kids that the flag came from Iraq when Ian was over there, yes the same Ian who is currently playing Halo with Daddy and talking about treacherous precipices, and don't listen to Mommy and Daddy when we talk about humping snowbanks young man!
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
Stick it to the man!
It's amazing what a good review can do to you.
I got my annual review last Friday. I did great. I had a really good year. I won awards (and the bonus for that award allowed me to go Cali last August). My production was through the roof. My bosses noticed the effort I was putting in. I mentored new hires. I trained people on new technology - after I taught myself how to use it. You'd have thought I was the CEO from my review. Then I saw my "merit increase". Then I saw my "merit bonus". Umm.... WHAT? It was less than I hoped for, let's put it that way.
I walked back to my desk trying to reason in my head how a good review can turn into a crappy raise. How my bonus, after taxes and 401(k) contributions, will barely put a dent into my former plans for it. What happened? This is not why I work 12 hour days, random Saturdays, and at home. This is not why I am killing myself to get my MBA. Please don't tell me that the 40 minutes of sobbing after my statistics class gave me that raise. This is not why I am putting my dream of being a mother on hold (but not forever, I know I cant put it off for too much longer, I know, I know, I know. Leave me alone) Please don't tell me all this is for nothing.
And I got a good review. But yet, since Friday I've been putting in MORE effort. Because clearly, something isn't going right. I'm obviously missing something. I work for a decent company. I've seen worse, and they definitely have pretty good perks. But I'm not putting everything on the line for them. I'm not going to put off having kids for them - and I'll take every one of those 12 weeks the government allows me to take, THANK YOU VERY MUCH. I am going to leave early when I have class, and no, I'm not coming in any earlier than 7:30. But I do a lot for them. A LOT. And I'm not feeling very appreciated. After my good review.
Can you imagine if I got a bad review?
I got my annual review last Friday. I did great. I had a really good year. I won awards (and the bonus for that award allowed me to go Cali last August). My production was through the roof. My bosses noticed the effort I was putting in. I mentored new hires. I trained people on new technology - after I taught myself how to use it. You'd have thought I was the CEO from my review. Then I saw my "merit increase". Then I saw my "merit bonus". Umm.... WHAT? It was less than I hoped for, let's put it that way.
I walked back to my desk trying to reason in my head how a good review can turn into a crappy raise. How my bonus, after taxes and 401(k) contributions, will barely put a dent into my former plans for it. What happened? This is not why I work 12 hour days, random Saturdays, and at home. This is not why I am killing myself to get my MBA. Please don't tell me that the 40 minutes of sobbing after my statistics class gave me that raise. This is not why I am putting my dream of being a mother on hold (but not forever, I know I cant put it off for too much longer, I know, I know, I know. Leave me alone) Please don't tell me all this is for nothing.
And I got a good review. But yet, since Friday I've been putting in MORE effort. Because clearly, something isn't going right. I'm obviously missing something. I work for a decent company. I've seen worse, and they definitely have pretty good perks. But I'm not putting everything on the line for them. I'm not going to put off having kids for them - and I'll take every one of those 12 weeks the government allows me to take, THANK YOU VERY MUCH. I am going to leave early when I have class, and no, I'm not coming in any earlier than 7:30. But I do a lot for them. A LOT. And I'm not feeling very appreciated. After my good review.
Can you imagine if I got a bad review?
Sunday, March 02, 2008
When I slowly woke up this morning, I started thinking about my day. We literally had nothing to do. When we have nothing to do, we have a tendency to do... well... nothing. I did not want that. So I bounced a few ideas off my very sleepy husband. Go in town and play tourist in Faneuil Hall or wander up and down Newbury Street pretending we can even afford to be there, or drive up to Keene (love the in-laws, but this idea went in and out of my head in about 2 nanoseconds), do Sunday brunch somewhere fabulous. We ultimately decided on Sunday brunch and while we didn't do it somewhere fabulous, we did wander down to Cheesecake Factory. Normally I think CF is highly overrated, highly overpriced, and too dark. But it does do a good Sunday Brunch! I wish we could brunch somewhere fabulous, but we're unwilling suburbanites. Aujourd'hui will just have to get by without us (does Aujourd’hui even do brunch?). While in my head I live in an adorable apartment on Beacon Hill, in reality I live in Suburbia. It's okay, my 401(k) appreciates my willingness to sacrifice for its sake. Anyway, I have to give CF an unusual (for me, anyway) rave review. Brunch was really good. Yes it was overpriced, but I enjoyed it anyway. And I got a Mimosa, which is pretty much my most favorite drink ever.
In true Suburbanite fashion, we cruised the South Shore Plaza afterwards (I'm beginning to cringe just typing this out) and we were walking past Nine West when I SAW THEM! My yellow flats!!! I almost died 7 times over. But Andrew completely burst my bubble when he said they were 10 dollars MORE than my Shuffle (a subtle hint that I couldn't afford them after my latest acquisition?) and they had a really big buckle. Sigh.... I had to walk away. :(
So when we finally got home (after running a few more errands) I broke out my damn Shuffle that cost me my beloved shoes. And I have to admit... I heart it.
Isn't it just so cute? Andrew was suprised that I didn't want pink, but I just love this color. You can see that it's sparkly in this picture (I am such a girl...)
I took it for a run when we got home (had to burn off Sunday Brunch calories). What a disaster. Of epic proportions. I can run 2 miles on a treadmill with no problem. Outside? Forget it. I barely made it 1 mile. I have a long way to go before August 10th. But my cute Shuffle kept me going! I have a terrible workout playlist though. I really need to work on it. I've got 6 more miles to run.
I've watched 2.5 hours of Sex and the City this weekend, getting ready for the movie. Who's coming with me? Girls night? Or boys, I'm not picky! I'll serve the cosmos :)
In true Suburbanite fashion, we cruised the South Shore Plaza afterwards (I'm beginning to cringe just typing this out) and we were walking past Nine West when I SAW THEM! My yellow flats!!! I almost died 7 times over. But Andrew completely burst my bubble when he said they were 10 dollars MORE than my Shuffle (a subtle hint that I couldn't afford them after my latest acquisition?) and they had a really big buckle. Sigh.... I had to walk away. :(
So when we finally got home (after running a few more errands) I broke out my damn Shuffle that cost me my beloved shoes. And I have to admit... I heart it.
Isn't it just so cute? Andrew was suprised that I didn't want pink, but I just love this color. You can see that it's sparkly in this picture (I am such a girl...)
I took it for a run when we got home (had to burn off Sunday Brunch calories). What a disaster. Of epic proportions. I can run 2 miles on a treadmill with no problem. Outside? Forget it. I barely made it 1 mile. I have a long way to go before August 10th. But my cute Shuffle kept me going! I have a terrible workout playlist though. I really need to work on it. I've got 6 more miles to run. I've watched 2.5 hours of Sex and the City this weekend, getting ready for the movie. Who's coming with me? Girls night? Or boys, I'm not picky! I'll serve the cosmos :)
doppleganger
Last night Andrew and I went to see The Other Boelyn Girl. It was interesting, if not wholly historically accurate. Though most of the major events that took place in the movie are believed to have taken place in real life. It's so confusing to keep all those Tudors straight. And who ruled when and who was overthrown by siblings and who slept with who. They are confusing bunch. The current Windors are way easier to understand. You have Queen Elizabeth. She is married to Prince Philip, who is the Duke of Edinburg. He can't be King, because he is married to the actual heir. But a female who marries a male heir can be Queen. So... IF Diana had stayed married to Charles and IF she hadn't died, if the Queen ever dies, she would have been Queen. Or, whomever marries William will be Queen. But poor Prince Philip can never be King. Get it? (Interesting fact, Philip changed his name when he got married, but not to Windsor. His children, obviously, carry the surname Windsor) Okay, so Elizabeth and Philip have 4 children, Charles, Anne, Andrew, and Edward, in that order. Of note - although Anne is the second born, Andrew was second in line to the throne (obviously before William made his debut). Anne, even in today's day was shafted because she's a girl. Even when the monarchy does nothing important, she still falls behind her younger brothers!. Anyway, now we are only concerned with Charles and Andrew because they were #1 heir and #2 heir. Also, their marriages are the most fun to talk about, Charles having married Diana and Andrew having married Sarah Ferguson. Both got divorced. Now Charles is #1 heir, William #2, Harry #3, Andrew #4. Until, of course, William and Harry have children. Then poor Andrew is even further down the line.
Another interesting fact - the youngest child of Elizabeth and Philip - Edward - is currently 7th in line for the throne (before his older sister of course!) and is the only child to not be divorced. His childen, however (who are 8th and 9th in line) are not a Prince and a Princess. Strange, no? Edward is expected to become the Duke of Edinburg and so will his son, but oddly enough they are not a prince or a princess. I don't know why, to be honest.
I did not have to look this information up. But it is all true. Go ahead, look it up.
So in summary: Tudors = confusing. Windsors = not confusing.
And we saw Katie's doppleganger at Chili's last night. I almost had to call Katie and ask if she was sitting across the aisle from me. It was odd. I think Katie might have been cloned. I'm just sayin'
Another interesting fact - the youngest child of Elizabeth and Philip - Edward - is currently 7th in line for the throne (before his older sister of course!) and is the only child to not be divorced. His childen, however (who are 8th and 9th in line) are not a Prince and a Princess. Strange, no? Edward is expected to become the Duke of Edinburg and so will his son, but oddly enough they are not a prince or a princess. I don't know why, to be honest.
I did not have to look this information up. But it is all true. Go ahead, look it up.
So in summary: Tudors = confusing. Windsors = not confusing.
And we saw Katie's doppleganger at Chili's last night. I almost had to call Katie and ask if she was sitting across the aisle from me. It was odd. I think Katie might have been cloned. I'm just sayin'
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