On being a princess...

There is a beauty and a mystery about being a princess. Some girls get to be homecoming queen or sweetheart princess (like my sister-in-law) and some girls get to be a full fledged princess, but they are few and far between. What does it mean to be a princess? Everyone knows the regular definition of princess: heir to the thrown or wife of a crowned prince.

I am going to make a bold statement: I am a princess. (See proof below).



No, I don't have a crown (though I do have a tiara that I wore to prom one year...and my bachelorette tiara...I guess that will work), I do not have a lavish ball gown (I have a wedding dress though...mmhmm) and I do not have a horse and carriage but rather a cat and a Suzuki Forenza.

But I do have a Dad that is THE King. The King of everything so that makes me a princess. While most Kings and Princes have a Kingdom that may span a continent, my King owns the world. How cool is that? He is a King of Kings (Daniel 2:47, 1 Timothy 6:13-15, Revelation 17:14, Revelation 19:16).

Now that we have established that I am a princess, I would like to talk about a soon-to-be princess: Kate Middleton.

I cannot even begin to tell you how I excited I am that there will be a royal wedding. 1) Because I love weddings. 2) Because I like to see what other princesses are doing. 3) I love weddings.

 The feeling is borderline giddiness, to the point where whenever I see anything about the royal wedding I tear up. I believe the feelings stem from the childhood dream of becoming a princess. I would dare to say that every girl dreams about it, plays dress up and pretends that she is a princess. Miss Kate Middleton gets to live out that dream.

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I cannot imagine her excitement at the prospect of being a princess, wearing a crown and marrying a prince. Wearing the late Princess Diana's sapphire bauble, she will attend teas and balls, charity events and travel the world. But most of all, she will be compared to the late Princess Diana.

How can she live up to the legacy of Princess Di? A commoner who became one of England's greatest icons through serving and loving the people of England and the world. It seems like only yesterday that dear princess was taken so tragically from the world.

I find it quite romantic and touching that Princess Di's ring is now gracing Kate's finger. I have heard many exclaim that she should not wear the ring because of family history. I have to say that I disagree. William and Kate have the opportunity to set a different kind of marriage in motion. They are not their parents, just like you and I are not ours. We have the opportunity to break any family cycles that are negative and unhealthy. We have the opportunity to change habits and start new traditions. I think it is unfair to put a stigma on a ring.

 

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For the next year, we wait with bated breath for the next Princess to grace England. Will she live up to Di's legacy? Or will she make one of her own?

Either way, I cannot wait to see the dress, the flowers and the beautiful ceremony take place.

Ahh.....to be a princess.

Food: How do I love thee?

UPDATED 12/18/2010: Photographs added! Yay!

I have put off blogging as I have seemed to misplace the adapter that allows me to upload pictures from my camera to my computer. I love pictures. I love the feelings they evoke and the ability they have for the reader to "know" exactly what I am talking about.

However, this post won't have any pictures. I know. Sigh...

Food...How do I love thee? Let me count the ways...

The food on our honeymoon was basic but delicious. The first night we had wedding leftovers. Joseph ate the wedding leftovers several times over the course of our honeymoon. I, however, opted out and had BLTs and other nom noms.

The first morning Joseph and I had to go to the grocery store to get supplies for the week. While driving there, we passed this little crepe place and we stopped. Why not? We were met by a Japanese woman, making crepes. Now I am no Anthropologist but I thought crepes came from France.  I decided to get a sweet crepe of maple syrup or sizzurup, strawberries and brown sugar. I cannot even begin to put into words the deliciousness that was in my mouth. Warm, sweet, craziness. Joseph got a savory crepe with ham, cheese and siracha. If you don't know what siracha is, I implore you to go to your closest Asian market and pick up a bottle of the red spicy stuff. It is so good. His crepe was great as well...but I was not inclined to share any more of my sweet crepe with him so I only had one bite of his crepe. We also ordered coffee, my cup was thick as the pot had not completed brewing...I didn't drink the coffee.

Over the next few days we had ribs on the barbie (we vacationed in Folly...not Austrailia but I like saying barbie with an Australian accent so go with it). We had garlic mashed potatoes and broccoli. We sure ate our share of broccoli. We had bacon wrapped shrimp as well.

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We visited Folly Beach Brewing where the awesome owner/bartender chatted with us...well with Joseph and gave us a tour of the pub and brewery.

Some days for lunch we had grilled hotdogs with fries. For breakfast we alternated between cereal and bacon with eggs and grits.

We ate a lot of bacon that week. Exactly three packs. I am not ashamed.

While those were some great homemade meals we also ate out a few times.

Captain Speegs (our dear friend who is stationed in Charleston with the Navy) treated us to a meal in downtown Charleston. We went to a place called Aromas which serves Thai and Asian inspired cuisine. I wasn't adventurous getting Sesame chicken and I am so glad that I wasn't! It was the best sesame chicken I have ever had. Both Speegs and Joseph had a Pad Thai dish (which was also excellent as I stole some of Joseph's before he doused it in hotsauce...you have to be quick with him). We then went to Kaminsky's. Kaminsky's should have a blog post by itself. One word: Desserts. If you want dessert in Charleston you have to go to Kaminsky's. Joseph promised me that he would help me eat the monstrous brownie with ice cream and chocolate syrup. He ate three bites and I ate the rest of it. Every single crumb. Again, I am not ashamed. Joseph prefers to drink his dessert so he got a beer. But Kaminsky's. Oh how I love thee.

Whew...that was a lot. I'm worn out thinking about all the food we consumed over the honeymoon. But there is one more night that I want to tell you about.

Surf Bar: Where I consumed the most amazing chicken sandwich ever and where I drank one too many tropical drinks. The bartender gave us free shots. The bar itself was filled with surf and beach memorabilia. The patrons had just got back from a long day of surfing. The feel of this bar was that of locals and love of the ocean. Just the place I wanted to be with my love, Joseph.

So that is the food. Whenever I find my head and my camera adapter I will post some amazing pictures of some amazing food.

When thing's aren't perfect...

My rings are too big. My engagement ring likes to turn, my wedding band likes to loop-de-loop.

I can get it fixed and one day, I will. RIght now I like the reminder. I like the imperfection that sits on my finger.

It is like marriage. Marriage isn't always snug and secure. There are issues, twists and turns, loop-de-loops. It is okay.

Because like the ring, marriage is never-ending, there are no fractures in the perfect circle.