An e-mail from my sister Joan arrived yesterday labeled "good news". I'm always a bit wary of opening e-mails in which the tagline reads something of this nature. More often than not I expect them to be something which introduces a nasty virus, Trojan or worm. This however bore the news that our nephew Stephen had proposed. (I'm not using the royal 'we' here. Stephen's mother is my other sister.) The e-mail however was quite brief, & said nothing as to the answer to his proposal.
I texted him, "so, did she say yes?", to which I got a resounding, "Yes!!!"
I spoke to mom as I drove home last night, which was midnight her time. Natalie, now my nephew's fiancé had called her and bubbled over the phone, "Grandma! He proposed!" Note, this was the first time she's ever called mom grandma. My mother responded, "so sweetheart, did you say yes?"
Natalie squealed.
"So sweetheart," mom continued, "did this come with a gift?"
"Uh huh, it sure did!"
"So he gave you a diamond did he?"
Natalie squealed again. "It's huge!"
Mom began to muse about what to send them as an engagement gift. I said I think I should probably stop that the champagnery near the house, and have them ship one of their better bottles of bubbly and pair of designer champagne flutes. Mom responded, "and where are you going to have them shipped?" My nephew and his fiancée are currently living on opposite sides of the country. He's in Seattle doing what's best described as a internship with an investment group. My understanding is most people in his field, spent several years doing this kind of work before going back to school for an MBA. She's in Philadelphia in her second year of law school at Penn.
I think I'm going to send each of them a split of champagne instead, along with a single flute. They can toast each other over the phone!
I texted him, "so, did she say yes?", to which I got a resounding, "Yes!!!"
I spoke to mom as I drove home last night, which was midnight her time. Natalie, now my nephew's fiancé had called her and bubbled over the phone, "Grandma! He proposed!" Note, this was the first time she's ever called mom grandma. My mother responded, "so sweetheart, did you say yes?"
Natalie squealed.
"So sweetheart," mom continued, "did this come with a gift?"
"Uh huh, it sure did!"
"So he gave you a diamond did he?"
Natalie squealed again. "It's huge!"
Mom began to muse about what to send them as an engagement gift. I said I think I should probably stop that the champagnery near the house, and have them ship one of their better bottles of bubbly and pair of designer champagne flutes. Mom responded, "and where are you going to have them shipped?" My nephew and his fiancée are currently living on opposite sides of the country. He's in Seattle doing what's best described as a internship with an investment group. My understanding is most people in his field, spent several years doing this kind of work before going back to school for an MBA. She's in Philadelphia in her second year of law school at Penn.
I think I'm going to send each of them a split of champagne instead, along with a single flute. They can toast each other over the phone!
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Date: 2011-03-15 06:48 pm (UTC)*adjusts crown*
And what is wrong with the royal "we"?
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Date: 2011-03-15 07:01 pm (UTC)I'm personally still a strong believer that the only people with the right to use the royal "we" are editors, and pregnant women. (With all thanks to Samuel Clemens.)
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Date: 2011-03-15 07:05 pm (UTC)And reigning monarchs may use the royal we. Which is why it's royal. Because when they do, they are speaking for the Throne as well as themselves. But I'm a bit of a monarchist at heart.
(And it is not true that Queen Elizabeth II used the royal we when announcing that her daughter had given birth and that she was a grandmother. However, it is true that Mrs Thatcher actually did that. Never much liked Mrs Thatcher.)
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Date: 2011-03-15 07:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-15 07:32 pm (UTC)A life peer.
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