Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Lunch with Princesses
I had lunch with two princesses on Sunday. How do I know they were princesses? They just had their nails done with glitter nailpolish, silly! These princesses were the upmost hostesses. The set about teaching me princess ways, since I am certainly not of royal upbringing.
First, a princess should always wear her best our in public. Luckily, I had worn a pretty sundress and a lovely sweater that one of the princesses borrowed as she grew chilly. I was warmed from beer and the walking on crutches, so all was well. These princesses always wear dresses fit for tea or the grand ball. And, as I said, their nails were done beautifully.
Second, a princess should order what she wishes, even if it is not on the menu. Princess Becca orderered hotwings, little hamburgers, pizza, chicken tenders, and nachos. Luckily, each of these things were on the menu, and a few were on the tables of her royal court, so she got to eat a bite of everything. Princess Sarah did not fair so well. She ordered oreos, brownies, hotdogs with catsup, and chips. None of which were on the menu. So she settled on sharing her sister's food, though I think she primarily ate only french fries which she painstakenly covered in catsup prior to eating. I mean, every inch of the fry was rubbed down with catsup!
Lemme give you a side note here: The Princesses father is an evil man with a metabolism that mocks fat ladies everywhere. I think I once heard him complain about gaining a pound bringing him nearly up to one hundred fifty pounds (what's that? ten and half stones?). The princesses were given this metabolism, I was not- so I don't think I'll be able to copy their eating style. Though I did order what I wanted and ate a big bowl of cheese and broccoli soup- mmmm.