Well, as you know, a mother typically gets put at the bottom of the list so my desire to watch the wedding of Prince William and Kate Middleton on Friday morning was delayed because other people (Nate & Lee) and things (breakfast, errands) come first. I ended up watching most of the footage yesterday afternoon during Nate's nap and at the end of dinner time.
I will only add these comments to the overwhelming amount of commentary already on the internet:
* When William and Harry drove away from Clarence House for the church, I cried. I couldn't help it. It doesn't seem that long ago that they were little boys walking behind their mother's coffin. I shed happy tears for them. They looked so grown up and so relaxed on this joyful occasion. Don't we all feel maternal toward these two??
* Harry - your mischievousness is refreshing. Can't wait for your future wedding. PS - love your messy hair.
* LOVED the maple trees in the church. Wish they could stay there. Beautiful.
* Teeny bit disappointed that Kate didn't wear her hair up in a chignon but her hairstyle seemed to suite her.
* Fashion: Sad for Allister McQueen that he missed out on this exciting day. Loved that Kate's mother wore Diana's favorite designer, Catherine Walker. Sad that Catherine Walker missed out on this exciting day. Baffled by Princesses Beatrice and Eugenie.....ugh. What were they thinking??
* Two kisses on the balcony. Awesome. He should have dipped her. Women everywhere would have swooned.
* Dear ABC: I get it - the Beckhams are cool but did you have to spend so much time talking about them while other equally interesting people walked by? And, Barbara Walters - you made me wish I had taped BBC instead.
* Nice touch with the Aston Martin. Made William look a little like James Bond ("Windsor. William Windsor.") And here's what I just read about the car (on loan to William from Prince Charles): "the prince {Charles}, who is a respected environmental campaigner, converted the car in 2008 to run on 100% bioethanol fuel distilled from surplus wine." You go, Chuck!
And with that, my royal appetite has been sated. And least until their baby comes along. And Harry's wedding...