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   Ahh, the lovely couple.  There is just something magical about royalty, and maybe we're all so fascinated by it all because it's a shadow of THE wedding yet to come, between Christ and His bride.

   Kate, of course, was radiant in a lacy gown (that I predicted, by the way) and a flowing, sheer veil.  She looked natural and beautiful and not even the teeniest bit pretentious.  Prince William was dashing as well, but I must confess, I have always found Prince Harry to be more handsome.  Maybe because he looks like Randy.

Pippa's (Kate's sister) dress was lovely as well! 

   The day wouldn't have been complete without (dare I?) the "ugly stepsisters".   O.k. so they're not ugly, just their dresses and awful hats.  I mean, you have one chance to go to the wedding of the century, and THAT'S what you wear?!

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    And when this man was talking/preaching, I couldn't help but envision him breaking out into, "Mawage. Mawage is wot bwings us togeder tooday. Mawage, that bwessed awangment, that dweam wifin a dweam.."  Hahaha.  And since that put me in the mood for some Princess Bride quotes, shall we?


Man in Black: All right. Where is the poison? The battle of wits has begun. It ends when you decide and we both drink, and find out who is right... and who is dead.
Vizzini: But it's so simple. All I have to do is divine from what I know of you: are you the sort of man who would put the poison into his own goblet or his enemy's? Now, a clever man would put the poison into his own goblet, because he would know that only a great fool would reach for what he was given. I am not a great fool, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of you. But you must have known I was not a great fool, you would have counted on it, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of me.
Man in Black: You've made your decision then?
Vizzini: Not remotely. Because iocane comes from Australia, as everyone knows, and Australia is entirely peopled with criminals, and criminals are used to having people not trust them, as you are not trusted by me, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of you.
Man in Black: Truly, you have a dizzying intellect.
Vizzini: Wait till I get going! Now, where was I?
Man in Black: Australia.
Vizzini: Yes, Australia. And you must have suspected I would have known the powder's origin, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of me.
Man in Black: You're just stalling now.
Vizzini: You'd like to think that, wouldn't you? You've beaten my giant, which means you're exceptionally strong, so you could've put the poison in your own goblet, trusting on your strength to save you, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of you. But, you've also bested my Spaniard, which means you must have studied, and in studying you must have learned that man is mortal, so you would have put the poison as far from yourself as possible, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of me.
Man in Black: You're trying to trick me into giving away something. It won't work.
Vizzini: IT HAS WORKED! YOU'VE GIVEN EVERYTHING AWAY! I KNOW WHERE THE POISON IS!
Man in Black: Then make your choice.
Vizzini: I will, and I choose - What in the world can that be?
Man in Black: [Vizzini gestures up and away from the table. Roberts looks. Vizzini swaps the goblets]
Man in Black: What? Where? I don't see anything.
Vizzini: Well, I- I could have sworn I saw something. No matter. First, let's drink. Me from my glass, and you from yours.
Man in Black, Vizzini: [Vizzini and the Man in Black drink]
Man in Black: You guessed wrong.
Vizzini: You only think I guessed wrong! That's what's so funny! I switched glasses when your back was turned! Ha ha! You fool! You fell victim to one of the classic blunders - The most famous of which is "never get involved in a land war in Asia" - but only slightly less well-known is this: "Never go against a Sicilian when death is on the line"! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha...
Vizzini: [Vizzini stops suddenly, his smile frozen on his face and falls to the ground dead]
Buttercup: And to think, all that time it was your cup that was poisoned.
Man in Black: They were both poisoned. I spent the last few years building up an immunity to iocane powder.

 [Buttercup and Westley have just entered the Fire Swamp]
Westley: [looking around] It's not that bad.
[Buttercup stares unbelievingly at him]
Westley: Well, I'm not saying I'd like to build a summer home here, but the trees are actually quite lovely.
Buttercup: We'll never survive.
Westley: Nonsense. You're only saying that because no one ever has.



Inigo Montoya: Are you the Miracle Max who worked for the king all those years?
Miracle Max: The King's stinking son fired me, and thank you so much for bringing up such a painful subject. While you're at it, why don't you give me a nice paper cut and pour lemon juice on it? We're closed.


   O.k. so that was alot of them, but hey, no one made you read them.  All in all, it was a lovely wedding.   Several of us went over to Jessi's and Dorcas Smucker brought tea and scones, and we sat there feeling very British as we sipped our tea, and perhaps a little wistful that we didn't get married at Westminster Abbey with all those lovely bells tolling.  It was worth the missed sleep, although I will be stealing naps throughout the day whenever possible. 

    And to all the unmarried girls out there, it's like I told Jocelyn yesterday...

   "We don't all get the chance to be a princess, at least not in the eyes of the world.   But if you marry the right man, then you will be treated like a princess for the rest of your life, and who's the real winner then?"

   This morning as I was sipping the latte and eating the egg and sausage sandwich that my husband lovingly made for me, I couldn't help but wonder if William makes Kate breakfast.

I think I just might have a royal life after all.