Hello-hello, all. The Consort here gliding effortlessly mikeside to entertain you while The (lovely and talented) Princess admires her gardening efforts. I thought today would be perfect for a trip down memory lane. We’ve been celebrating our 1,000,000th reader of this modest effort so I thought I’d share some of the moments that resonated with me. Hang on tight; we’re going for a ride on the blog bus.
Our first stop is at the fabulous Royal Ascot for a little lesson in fashion headwear.
Nothing says haute couture to me like a giant chocolate confection on your head. Perhaps I’m a bit of a fashion simpleton but the point may be lost on me. I do, however, appreciate the effort. Many of our readers also appreciated my effort to expand my limited fashion horizons. I certainly learned that our gentle readers have an infinite amount of patience with those of us who are less “fashion forward”.
Our next stop is back on this side of the Atlantic…
I shared some thoughts on trading in the family car during the so-called “Cash For Clunkers” government program. It seemed like such a good idea to cash in the ol’ Yugo for some vehicle that, well, functioned. Not that there is anything wrong with a Yugo. Certainly nothing that a date with a car crusher wouldn’t fix. People seemed to connect with my efforts to upgrade the family ride. Alas, I was too late to take advantage of the program. The lesson here? Move faster. But I had no experience in moving swiftly. The words “fast” and “Yugo” aren’t often seen in the same sentence.
Our next stop is a lesson in compassion.
This is Bradley. He was a little bulldog born with serious health issues. This photo was taken as his foster family fed him a cheeseburger and chicken prior to taking the step that any compassionate pet owner hates to have to take. You see, Bradley could not be saved. Veterinarians told Bradley’s people that there was no way the little bull could be helped and his quality of life was declining. When I wrote the original post I said that it was a blessing that Bradley spent his last moments in the arms of someone who loved him. The lesson? I learned that our readers are compassionate and have huge hearts. Many of you rescue or foster animals. I celebrate your willingness to give of yourself to help animals that are unable to help themselves.
We’re at the final stop on this ride. But before we get off the bus I would love to hear which of the nearly 700 (!) Preppy Princess blogs is your favorite. Come on, kids, dish. There’s no one here but you and thousands of your closest friends. This is my opportunity to say “thanks” for all the fun you’ve given me on this journey. I’m privileged to have been exposed to some very creative people. This world is a wonderful place because of people like you. We never imagined so many people would be interested enough to read this blog. We are overwhelmed by your willingness to share your time with us and we promise to keep the conversation going.
But now it’s time to say ta-ta. I’ll leave you as I always do; take care of your waitperson because they’re working hard for you today. The Princess will return Monday with some Memorial Day thoughts as she breaks out all her white clothes and seersucker for the summer season. Now sit back and enjoy these talented young women with a message to tell.