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finally friday!

Today was the royal wedding and I was excited to be able to watch it! Felix finds it a bit silly, but indulged my fairly tale side. At school, someone sent a link to watch the live broadcast, which I was able to enjoy only on the side, since I was at school! :) But I did get the kiss and was excited to go home and watch all the highlights on TV (luckily we currently have a free 6 month cable tv right now! :) hehe). I loved learning more about royals and how they do things. I loved seeing all the crazy hats...the one on the right has a to be a favorite:
image from abc

A bit ridiculous, right? :) Makes me laugh....think it's heavy? What is it made out of? Here you can find more fun hats and fascinators as the little ones on headbands are called! Enjoy ...

My sister-in-law came over and watched several different highlights from various tv channels. It was fun having a girl to watch it with. We ended our time together by making this...I've become a big fan of risotto!

It was fun watching this huge event ... such a different life than any of us know! :)

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  1. LeannaApril 30, 2011 at 4:05 PM

    so how many people got knocked in the face with someone's crazy hat?! lol

    wonder why Beckham got invited ... cuz of his soccer skills for his country? would be interesting to know how many people they actually would count as friends who were at the wedding ... and how long did they all have to sit there waiting for it to start - and how long did it take to get out - AND did they have assigned seating?!

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