So, I got up Friday morning and watched the royal wedding in between getting the kids fed, Will off to preschool, running errands, and making our way back home. I, along with thousands of other people, couldn't wait to see Cate's dress and see them walk down the aisle as husband and wife....excuse me.....prince and princess. However, I spent the second half of the day perturbed because of the last footage of the wedding that I saw. It was this picture.....
The picture that left me so disappointed in Prince William. I kept saying to myself all day---"what a pud...you made your wife drive on her wedding day...what a pud...I can't believe it." It bothered me all day. Literally--I couldn't quit thinking about it. It seemed so non-traditional for such a royal wedding. It wasn't until about 6 o'clock that evening that I finally realized that Prince William wasn't a pud after all. I get so tickled every time I think about it. Those silly Europeans....why do they have to drive on the wrong side of the road and put the steering wheel on the wrong side of the car.
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