#MyFridayFive, Issue 1.2

My Friday Five

1) I should just call this post the Sh*tty Families Edition, because the Markles are running their mouths yet again. I cannot fathom being related to such horrible people.

Go away, Thomas Markle. Put some respectful distance between you and your daughter, and maybe in twenty or thirty years’ time she will send you photos of your grandchildren.

2) Then we have the half-siblings from hell, Samantha and Thomas Jr:

The Wedding, A Happy Ending?

Is it too soon to say that everything is coming up Meghan, and literally in the nick of time?

This isn’t to say that her family has completely disappeared from the picture. Her father reportedly had surgery; her odious half-sister may or may not have invented an automobile accident involving a paparazzo; and the ex -in-law and her kids won’t be offering their tuppenny’s worth on Good Morning Britain.

While convention would have allowed Meghan’s mother Doria Ragland to escort her down the aisle, or Meghan to go it alone, Kensington Palace released a statement today that the Prince of Wales, her future father-in-law, will take her arm tomorrow morning.

Prince Charles has attracted his share of controversy over the years, but I could never think of any reason to contradict him as a parent. I think it’s sweet and fitting that he is walking her down the aisle. It is not a secret that he wanted a daughter of his own, and I believe that if a similar situation had arisen with the Duchess of Cambridge, he would have been there for her, too.

So, now that the wedding rehearsal is done and dusted, and things are calming down, I cannot wait to see the dress. And the cake. And hear Harry’s string of names pronounced with an actor’s polish during the vows.

 

Meghan Markle: Wedding Bell Hell?

What bride would want to be in Meghan Markle’s shoes right now?

The latest hiccup, that her ailing father isn’t going to walk her down the aisle at her wedding on Saturday morning, comes as no surprise, mostly because her half-sister Samantha is behind the reason, again.

I don’t understand the need people like Samantha have to keep throwing their weight around, making people miserable. So your sister got an upgrade in the marriage department? What’s that got to do with you? Nothing. I’d suggest looking inwardly, given that your sister has found little to no reason to maintain contact with you for almost a decade or more.

Another sister, an ex -in-law this time, is now in London with her sons for the wedding, but not as invited guests. Apparently, they are going to be “special correspondents” for Good Morning Britain. (Confidential to Meghan: upper-class people have eloped for less. Just saying.)

I suppose it’s too much to hope for that Meghan Markle and Prince Harry will have a peaceful wedding day, and that her family settles down and realizes that it IS all about HER, as it should be. The dress. The ring. The groom. All of it.

 

 

 

Much Ado About A Name

The little prince finally has a name: Louis Arthur Charles.

I can understand why the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge chose Charles. Equally, Arthur. I had hoped that the baby’s older brother, Prince George, wouldn’t have to share his name – an extension of his identity – with him, but apparently Louis for the House of Windsor has the same function as the name Leslie in my family: honouring a strong paternal figure across the generations.

I do wonder, though, if – if one is honouring grandparents, etc. in the naming of a newborn son – the Duchess’ family line was plumbed for ideas? And why not Philip? Perhaps for a third son? It’s a thought.

I don’t know why you’re obsessing over it, Mom, my teenage daughter chided. It’s not like he’s your kid, and they weren’t going to name him something popular.

True enough.

Regardless of what he’s called, publicly or privately, I wish him a lifetime of happiness and success in every capacity his position affords.

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