My mother would be so proud. Oh, not that her first grandchild, the only one she ever knew, and then only for a year, has just graduated from college. That’s a given.
A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to CVS
My sister is visiting with her daughter, Lily. A more lithesome, light and lovely girl you couldn’t conjure–unless you grew up with Liza, her mother, who very nearly floated through her first 16 years on long legs and pointe shoes. Now, before those of you who know me too well roll your eyes and take bets on how long before Liza and I cross the Rubicon of sisterhood and kill each other, let me just tell you this; I have not stopped laughing since she got here.
No, really, Thank you!
I went to Eton on June 2nd for The Fourth of June. I’ll explain that, later, but first a brief history. Eton College was founded in 1440 by Henry VI so it’s still working out the kinks. It’s probably best known for the uniforms: white, stiff collared shirt and tie, waistcoat, morning coat and pin-striped trousers. Well, famous for the uniform and its graduates (Old Etonians), past and present. Princes William and Harry (just named the coolest man in the world), the current Prime Minister and 18 others, the first Duke of Wellington (“The battle of Waterloo was won on the playing fields of Eton”), Hugh Laurie, Sebastian Flyte, Captain Hook.