I guess I have to add my two cents worth to this bloggy thingy.
Yes, that's me up there with, of all things, a tiara. Kind of hard to be a Princess in Exile if you don't have a tiara to wear. Auntie Tessa gave it to me. Wasn't that nice of her? I thought it was because I'm special and then I learned she gave one to everyone. Don't I feel foolish? Oh well!
Celette thought it was hill....hiler....funny that I thought that but I'm too grown-up to let the little scamp's laughter get to me. I'm much too sofis....sophistykated for that. So there!
That foggy thingy was scary but now we're safe here...or I hope we are. The big ones tell us we are and we gotta trust them, don't we?
That's all for now. I'll get back to you later...I think.