i would love to own this mug, but the shipping costs as much as the mug itself. i'm in a real quandary. my husband is scratching his head. but look at how cute the mug is!
the wedding was so cool. such pomp! and circumstance! everything was so pompous and circumstantial. it kind of made me wish i had more pomp in my life. i wouldn't love the attention of 2 billion people, but i'd love some pomp. pomp pomp pomp.
today, though, we went to see jane eyre, and i left the theater feeling pretty great about being poor, obscure, and plain. pretty dang great. i hope kate doesn't see the movie and start feeling bad about herself.
so this obviously raises the question: jane or kate? rochester or william? thornfield hall or buckingham palace? years of mistreatment and abuse in your childhood or paparazzi covering your every move for the rest of your life? i like to play these little scenarios in my head rather than address what my children are doing at the moment with the stapler. they didn't have office supplies in jane's time, so you can guess which i'd choose.