For personal reasons, this wedding day thrilled me to pieces. See, I’m just a romantic at heart, really. Bet you didn’t know that, did you? I am. I go for all that mushy love stuff. Every. Single. Time.
I’ve been rooting for Charles and Camilla for quite a few years. Even as unpopular as she is. Why?
After 30 some-odd years, they finally find their way back to one another – despite all of the scandal, ugliness and loveless relationships that they’ve both been through. I’m not really condoning how they got from that point to this one. Not really. I think they probably could have gone about it much better than they did.
I mean, really – the world could have done without knowing that Charles wanted to come back in his next life as Camillas Tampax. That’s . . .well, just too much information, ya know?
And nothing against Diana. I really liked her, a lot. I think she got a bum deal all the way around.
Arranged marriages are just like that, though. It’s a crap shoot.
And face it, Camilla is no Diana.
But, for the sake of pure love, I’m happy for Charles and Camilla.
Politics, scandals and morals aside, for the moment – everyone should have the chance to spend the rest of their lives with the one person they love. The one person that completes them. If this happens to be the case for Charles and Camilla – – and my romantic imagination tends to think it is – – then, for that one fact, I am thrilled for them.
Now if only Britain can find some real use for the royal family, aside from tabloid fodder. Tax dollars can be better spent on other things, no? Oh, yes – I know – – the royal family does much humanitarian work throughout the world. They are a source of income for the country in terms of tourism.
What’s the quote I heard on the TV this weekend?…..
The royals have inbred themselves just shy of total insanity
The Royals have inbred themselves within 1 chromosone of insanity
(thanks for the correction, pam!)