Guilty Pleasures

Given the hectic schedule the Royal Family has been keeping lately, I've been determined to make the holidays as relaxing as possible for all of us. (Yes, I know I'm delusional. And yes, the sky in my world is a lovely shade of fuchsia. With chocolate clouds and M&M rainbows. I never do anything halfway.)

Anywhoo, we've been sleeping late, watching fun movies, having tea parties, playing with Barbies and just generally being lazy. By "we" I of course mean me and the King. The Princesses have been fending for themselves - they're pretty resourceful when they need to be. Heh heh.

Seriously, though, I have managed to indulge in a few guilty pleasures amongst the multiple viewings of "Kung Fu Panda" and reenactments of Cinderella losing her glass slipper at the ball. I've been re-reading one of my favorite books, David Starkey's stellar biography of Elizabeth I. (Yes, I'm a big geeky anglophile, and I read Elizabethan history for fun. There's that fuchsia sky again.)

And, I've been catching up on TiVo'ed episodes of one of my favorite shows, A&E's "Intervention," which should be named "The 1,000+ Ways to Screw Up Your Kid So That They're Guaranteed to Need an Intervention." Given the backgrounds of most of the people featured on the show, I think I'd be amazed if they weren't addicted to something. It's the total train-wreck phenomenon - it's awful, but you can't look away. I think I need an intervention for "Intervention."

Or, maybe I just need to put down the remote and go host another tea party. Sleeping Beauty always needs a backup hostess for her parties - poor thing can't ever keep her eyes open.