The Duchess, finally, and in the middle of the day, like a fancy-lady. But without any bon-bons. Which is sad.

So on Friday morning I was on the phone with my blog friend, Janell, aka Frumpy, who is recovering from brain surgery! No, seriously, it is incredible, but she had a tumor removed, and is okay and recovering, which is wonderful news. It was so great to talk to her. Hi Janell! But anyhow while we were talking, my sister Jen kept calling in, over and over, clickety-click-click, and I was like, stop calling me from the Bahamas and rubbing it in, cause I am on the phone long distance right now, and I can't listen to how your cabana boy is a bit slow with the diet cokes, but how the ocean is warm and clear, the sand pink and soft. So when I finally called Jen back she was like, HELLO, WHAT ARE YOU DOING? And I was like, none of your beeswax. And she was like, oh never mind, cause when we went to the airport last night to go on our trip to Disney World and the Bahamas, we accidentally got the wrong day, so our flight is actually tonight instead of last night, but try telling that to our boys who are all lathery about Disney and what-not, but then had to drag all the luggage home, and then go to school today, and school instead of Disney is a big bummer, even a parent knows that much. But the good news is The Duchess opens today, and it starts in 30 minutes, so get ready! Oh and bring Tommy over cause I've got the babysitter already, and why don't you click over when I call you, it was obviously an emergency, hello? 

THE DUCHESS? 

And I was like, hel-lo, I was busy talking to Janell, long distance and it was very important, you know, but then also in my mind I was secretly feeling very popular for 10:30 in the morning? Because, so many calls. So then I had to rinse the shampoo outta my hair cause Janell caught me in the middle of my shower, even though I told her I wasn't busy, but long distance is long distance, and gets special treatment, so I rinsed out the shampoo and jumped, wet-headed, into my blue van, but not before Tommy had stripped off nudie while I was in shower numero dos, and greased himself up head to toe in Aquafor (which is like lotion only with wax, and which we sometimes use as diaper ointment), and had to be wiped down a bit, but was still pretty greasy, let's be honest. It took some time to wrastle him into the car seat's 5-point harness, slick as he was. I threw my hair up and accessorized on the way over. I think the overall effect was good:

Here we are (above) just after the show. I told Jen, is declasse to put the knockers on display before noon, but she said no way am I putting these away! Is special occasion! 

So we missed the first 10 minutes of the movie cause I was hurrying but I'm not very quick and speedy, as most of you know, but we saw the rest of The Duchess, which was good but pretty racy, don't say I didn't warn you, and also so so sad, but in a good way, with some costumes that could seriously knock the socks off a body, if any body wore socks in the desert. It is way too hot for socks; but actually, now that I think of it, it isn't that hot today; is pretty nice actually, so a person could wear socks if she really wanted to wear socks, but who does? Not me. So I didn't. But if I had, they would been knocked off anyway, so the no socks thing was a good preemptive measure. So then I went back home, feeling like a fancy lady, watching movies in the middle of the day like that. I thought to myself, I could really use some bon-bons, which I've heard are the official snack food of the fancy-lady. I wonder if the Fresh & Easy has bon-bons? Am unsure. Anyhow, the whole movie theater was packed with effete, midday-movie-watching ladies like me. I was also pretty fancy cause Jen bought us matching Duchess necklaces on Etsy, which are so, so cute you might just die when you see them. I hope not, but it is possible, I warn you. Is not actually Georgiana on the necklace, but is close enough, you know? I could tell you it is Georgiana, and you might not know the difference, but I am nothing if not honest, eh? Maybe is Marie Antoinette? But before, not after you-know-what happened. Cause who wants a headless lady necklace? Is only creepy, not cute. Marie and Georgiana were late-1700s contemporaries and also buddies, cause G came to visit Marie here:

Jen and Kelly at Marie Antoinette's crib, May 2006.

So now Jen and I can wear our neck gear whenever we go see period films, or go to Europe, which is like, pretty much all the time. And I know I sound nerdy, but I am actually quite excited by my new regalia. Our Duchess necklaces are a little like the Starship Enterprise uniforms that Trekkies wear to the conventions; but more subtle, of course.

I am nothing, if not subtle.

What makes you feel like a fancy-lady?