Yesterday was a very lovely day. As soon as I got up, I settled into to watch the BBC’s recording I made of the royal wedding.
I blubbered on…when Harry and William got out of the car in all their military splendor, when the trumpets played, with Meghan unveiled her gorgeous, classy gown, when Harry whispered ‘you look amazing!’ to her, yeah, pretty much through all of it.
I forgot how much I love royal weddings. Hubby doesn’t understand it. The best explanation is, I guess because I’m a girl. We grow up reading fantasy about princesses. My generation fell in love with Diana….the closeness she shared with her boys, her tragedy, and their rise to find love on their own terms….and yet still honoring their mother’s love. What’s not to love? 🙂
Then, got ready for and went to my oldest grandson’s 21st birthday party. The restaurant was small and very happily set up the meal I had requested due to being extremely low fat right now, post surgery. Yes, there was cheesy garlic bread, Caesar salad, loaded baked potatoes, lots of pizza, and homemade German chocolate cake (and of course lots of alcohol, he was celebrating being 21!!!), but I just smiled through it all, drank my water and waited for my special dinner. I got to sit next to the birthday boy, so I still had a wonderful time. Here are some photos:
My precious Drew: (his best friend behind him.)
My Three Grandsons…(all my grandchildren.)
One view of the party table.
No explanation required…
Drew and his mom, my older daughter, Shelley…