Ever since I was little, like many other girls, I watched all those Disney movies and fantasized about what it’d be like to become a princess someday.
I feel it important to randomly add- I also wondered how all those girls kept getting themselves into trouble. Seriously- you can’t even turn around for a MINUTE before someone gets poisoned. Or locked in a tower.
There is an occasional “spazz” moment or two that I’ll own up to, but even I’m smarter than that.
Plus, if there’s anyone who’s a subscriber to the motto “shit happens”, it’d be me. But come on, Aurora, you shouldn’t be playing with random needles you stumble across anyway. They even taught us in D.A.R.E. that would be a poor choice. Pay attention.
But I’m straying from the subject. As a little girl, I liked everything revolving around Disney princesses.
I also grew up getting to flip through old celeb magazines (and, ahem, maybe a National Enquirer or two) my aunts would bring out for my grandma after they were done reading them. This happened to be the time where Princess Di was featured in every other one of them.
Combine these two things. The end result? A 4:00 meeting at the gym with Mon to watch the royal wedding live.
Mon doesn’t ever do morning workouts with me during the week, so there were doubts if she’d show up (sorry Mon, it’s true). But sure enough, I woke up and checked my phone. The text “Get ur butt up! Time for the gym!” reassured me.
After work yesterday, I made it to the gym for a 2-mile run at 8:22 pace (hooray!) and 15 minutes on the stairs along with some free weights. I’ve been known to bust out some crazy awesome runs at early hours, but this morning was much more relaxed. 15 minutes on the elliptical as I watched the princes arrive, and 30 minutes walking at an incline as the rest of the family showed up (long live the Queen!).
As you can see, nothing too intense. But then again, a real princess never sweats, right?
Kate arrived right before it was time to head out and get ready for work. Of course she was gorgeous. And the dress spectacular. However, I do have to say I expected a longer train to the dress.Nothing like starting my Friday morning off with a coffee, some oatmeal and a royal wedding.
My friend Mary said she was getting up early to watch so she could get ideas for her own wedding in June.
I told her I expect nothing less than a red carpet and tiaras for everyone.
Knowing Mary and her love of all things glitter, if she could have it this way, she would. Fact.
I need to tell her to invite Prince Harry to the wedding. From all the rumors floating around, he seems like he’d be quite fun to party with.
So he really needs to call me.
Until then, have a happy weekend everyone!