George the Elder and I finally got ourselves out on a date over the weekend. We went to see "The King's Speech." If you haven't been yet - - hie thee to a theater before the Oscars on Sunday night. It's a damn fine film. Me? I was prepared for the slog of an historical documentary-esque film. Instead, I can't exactly recall how many times I laughed out loud. Dialog was witty and clever. Colin Firth deserves every bit of that nomination!
Coincidentally, I received an email from a dear friend (VB you know who you are) - - who sent along some photos of the young Queen Elizabeth to me. She reports that she is now convinced the I am related to the Queen. What nonsense? Or is it? Could we be living in a parallel universe? Was I switched a birth from royal heritage? Whisked away to a commoner's life in Greensburg PA to hide my true and deserved lineage?
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| The Real Queen E |
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| Me on the right - adjusting to life as a commoner? |
Ah, wouldn't that be grand? Just thinking about the sheer number of hats and tiny purses I would have in my closet is overwhelming. Corgies galore! Lots of really good tea. And the plaid! Oh the plaid!!!
But wait - - there is one itsy bitsy little chunk of a downside....
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Egad! The hair's about the right color already. Will keep this in the "memory vault" for a couple more decades. We'll check back on this later. As in MUCH MUCH later. I'm not looking forward to it. No I most certainly am not.
2 comments:
Frightening. I mean the second picture. Check out the hairdo on Mom!
Trip... LOL. Although Damn if I wasn't the cutest thing.
And I have to admit I thought the young E was Marilyn at first. But then I wondered, why is she clawing her face?
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