Sleep = good.

Charles probably would have been much happpier if he had just married the person he wanted, instead of the person who fit the right image, and Diana would have been happier if she was married to some Lord Whoziwhatsis herself.

And Camilla herself in a pretty similar position to Diana, I've always thought, under social pressure to marry young and out of her age bracket. I wish them all the best, really.

TImelies.

I've got nothing to say on Charles and Camilla.

If Camilla and Charles had lived just 100 years earlier, his marriage to Di would have never ended and he and Camilla would have carried on indefinitely. Diana would have been had to endure it. I'm not sure how far we've come since then, but I do wish the best for the Windsor-Parker-Bowles. It seems like a happy compromise has been reached that will benefit everyone involved at this point.

DH got back from Florida last night. He brought me a sweatshirt and O got a stuffed alligator. We've named the alligator Snappy.

There's a shower in the near future. And caffeine. Lots of caffeine.

And I'm sure Edward VII (is it VIII?) is jealous as anything wherever he is.

Connie, that is precisely what I thought. Well, I couldn't remember the number, so I just thought "Edward" but close to the same!

Morning.

Sleep = good.

Y'know, I hear this rumour, but I don't have enough hard evidence to be sure. I should consider this sleep thing, more than a few hours at a time.

I think the Charles and Camilla thing is kind of closure to 20+ years of pain and backroom politics and a pile of other stuff. Too many thoughts for something with little practical application to my own life.

I should consider this sleep thing, more than a few hours at a time.

You really should. You may wake up refreshed and ready to face the day.

Although, I have yet to find that happen without a cup of coffee, but I've heard it's possible.

Somebody kick my butt into gear. I need to get writing my paper for incomplete #3.

::kicks vw::

Why don't I have coffee? I need to have a talk with my coffee fetchers. They're obviously slacking off.

I needed to be here for the religion discussion. Instead, I went to a "Morning for Mothers" group thing that someone at the embassy hosts, and it turned out to be Jesus-focused Bible study. It was very uncomfortable...I'd been led to believe it was a place to network with other expat mothers about child-raising things. And I guess it was, if by "child-raising things" you mean "obey your spouse and pray."

My boundary issues with religion are just a big too touchy to deal with this - I'm cool with anyone believing what they want, but I really get uncomfortable when people start assuming that everyone around them believes as they do. And don't even get me started on proselytizing, which is where it looked like this was going.

So, avoidance and if necessary, a "Thank you but I'm really not interested" and hope like heck they don't press me to attend, so I can avoid saying something smart-ass and unhelpful.

Ah...see, I always know I can count on Nicole for a good kick in the pants!