Are you excited about the Royal Wedding?!?!I can’t particularly say I am. Of course I do regress to my little nine year old self with the idea of tiaras and fancy dresses and a gal becoming a princess. But that excitement quickly turns to nausea as Kate is continually snubbed for being a “commoner” and the haughty opinions of the aristocracy are tossed about. I don’t believe in hierarchy between people, especially as we’re all thrust into a body somewhere on earth in a crazy lottery devised by that-I-know-not.
But I’m aware of this event through a grapevine situation – my roommate his hosting some friends to watch the wedding this weekend. To neutralize the enjoyment factor between their differing desires to watch the wedding they’re making a drinking game of it – I think the repeated usage of the word “commoner” is a dangerous one to commit to drinking with in this case, but to each her own!
And, of course, any event makes me think about… food.
So today I found myself with a little time and a desire to make scones.