Are You Secretly Obsessed with the Royal Family?

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Jackie Hennessey
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I thought I was over the Royals. But I’m not. I’m actually obsessed. I’m talking about Queen Elizabeth, Prince William, Duchess Kate, Harry, and his fiancée Megan. Not the Kardashians. (God save the Queen, not the Kardashians.)

Let’s face it. I’m 47. There’s really no need for me to ponder over the newborn prince’s name. Or hope that Megan and Kate become besties. Or wonder whether Megan’s wedding dress will be sleeveless. As for British royal baby names, I’m secretly hoping for Michael, James, Alexander or Andrew, but I have a feeling it will be Phillip or Arthur. Which makes me think of the animated Frog King in the movie Shrek gasping, “His name is… his name is…is…Arthur.” How cute would that be?

And I digress. Royally.

I’m sorry, not sorry, but the royals? They kind of rock.

Not that I’m going to order commemorative plates with their names engraved on the front and back. (I did visit London a couple summers ago with my family and came pretty close to buying a commemorative royal plate at a gift shop, but I had to stop myself. With help from my daughter. And my husband. And my son.)

This isn’t something new for me.

I was 10 years old when Charles and Diana got married in 1981. Yes, I got up in the middle of the night (it was about 3 a.m. or something crazy like that in Texas) to watch the royal wedding. And it was everything I’d hoped it would be. My BFF and I felt like we were there! I also consumed read newspaper and magazine articles related to anything Diana.

I also cried when Princess Diana passed away. On and off for about a week.

Did I know her? No. But I felt like I knew her. In a similar way that I feel like I know Carrie, Samantha, Charlotte, and Miranda when I watch Sex and the City. Although Diana was real and she was an incredible person.

And as for Kate?

Hello, she’s equally amazing.

Kate is what Jackie O was for America back in 1960’s and 1970’s. She walks out of the maternity ward after giving birth to her third child looking more put together than I did at my junior prom.

Queen Elizabeth and family in horse drawn carriage Providence Moms Blog

I don’t want to call it a royal obsession. I’d rather call it royal curiosity. Bloody well. A royal crush. I’m a mom. I have two teenagers. I’m a PR consultant and writer by day and a casserole burner by night. I don’t have the time or the patience to even think about obsessing about the royal family.

Sometimes I go months without caring. Then I see an update. A news flash about the new royal baby. And I’m sucked in. Every time. They are just so. So, oh I don’t know…royal.

I think I need a tea.

Last year, I watched The Crown, a series on Netflix about Queen Elizabeth, and bullocks if it didn’t make me like her and understand her more. Such a fierce and fabulous ruler. Leading with equal parts awesomeness and sophistication.

But sometimes, I don’t know why I care.

I honestly don’t have the time to wonder what the Duke and Duchess are saying, doing, or wearing, let alone put away the dishes and meet a deadline. But they’re so. I’m sorry, but did you SEE Kate’s shoes? She’s so stylish. And sweet. And laid back at the same time.

Yes, so I thought I was over this royal curiosity.

I don’t know how. But somehow, I get sucked in. Every time. And I don’t even watch daytime television.

Let me ask you: What’s more enjoyable? Skimming through a copy of US Weekly to obsess learn about the Royals or putting away a stack of laundry?

So why do…hold that thought, please. Wait, I believe there’s an update. Nope. Nothing on the Royal baby prince’s name yet.

Did someone say tea time?

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Jackie Hennessey
Jackie Hennessey
http://www.ventingsessions.com
Jackie Hennessey is a Rhode Island mom who honestly gets what other mothers go through. Having worked full-time, part-time, and been a stay-at-home mom too, she sees motherhood from a variety of angles. And thankfully, with a sense of humor. Jackie blogs about her take on motherhood and mid-life at ventingsessions.com and writes about it in her award-winning gift book, How to Spread Sanity on a Cracker. Jackie is a native Texan with some roots and relatives in Rhode Island. (She's a NASA kid and her Houston accent usually comes out when she's blasting Willie Nelson in the car.) She has more than two decades of experience in public relations and journalism and holds a BA in journalism from Texas A&M University, where she received the “Best Aggie-Life writer” award. (She still has the tacky maroon plaque in her home office to prove it.) Jackie was a cast member of the 2013 and 2017 Listen to Your Mother Shows, where she formed lasting bonds with the incredible women she shared the stage with in honor of Mother’s Day. Her writing has been featured in The Barrington Times, the book Mommy Diarist and blogs like Scary Mommy and BluntMoms. She has donated her PR expertise to many local non-profits from Arts Alive to Dress for Success since launching her professional pr consultancy in 2006. When she’s not writing, consulting, volunteering, ubering her kids around, vacuuming up dog hair or folding laundry while binge-watching Netflix, she likes to vent with dear friends over cheese dip. Jackie is married to her high school sweetheart and they live in Barrington, Rhode Island with their two teens and three fluffy and friendly Golden Retrievers.
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