Guess Who Popped In Unannounced For Tea?

Look who decided to drop in for tea this afternoon?  Whose mum-in-law does that?  WITH a  Royal Corgi, I might add.

Oh.  I stepped in poo, thankyouverymuch. (The Corgi's...just to make it clear.)

Honk.

The Waving Baby Panda Has Eased My Suffering A Bit...

My Royal Baby Vomville Situation has been briefly paused as I peeked at this tiny petal of a panda in China.

"Taken at the China Conservation and Research Centre for the Giant Panda at the Wolong Nature Reserve in Sichuan, the shots of these tiny bears will no doubt be stealing the limelight from America's fourth-month-old sweetheart."

He's waving at me, you realize.

'I'm feeling much better, thank you' -- Royal Fibs

Don't tell ME I'm fine. I'm bloody well NOT.

Am I coming in clear?  They forced me to give the following statement a few weeks ago:

'I'm feeling much better, thank you.'

I'm NOT feeling much better, thank you.  Alternately retching and hard vomming does not "feeling much better" make, my friends.   

I wish I could compose my own announcements regarding my Vom Situation, as They call my All Bleedin' Day Pregnancy Nausea. Just because I'm not in hospital, doesn't mean for one moment that I'm feeling able to do anything other than curl up in my bed (with Stefon, My gay Husband), watching hours and hours of telly. William's always working, so why shouldn't I continue to rest and regain my strength with someone who makes me blow weak tea out of my nose?

God Bless Little Lord Stefon.

Guess who taught me this pose.

Don't tell anyone, but I think Stefon is my Soulmate.