Well, this was the best possible outcome I could have hoped for. A boring, probably not that cute boy will be the Prince of Cambridge — and one day the King of England. I remain the unchallenged best-dressed woman under ten in the western world.
Doesn’t mean it’s not still a rough day, or that I don’t need lots of carbohydrates to soak up all the misery in my stomach.
This is the day for which bagels were invented.