I’m 23. I’m in grad school. I’m not hideously deformed. Most of the time when people in that position talk about, “Oh, man, what a weekend!” they’re usually referring to riotous good times, drunken brawls, major relationship-changing developments, or, you know, things that have something remotely to do with their own lives.
When I say that?
I probably mean the fact that the royal wedding and John Paul II’s beatification happened within forty-eight hours of each other then just as I was planning on getting more than two hours of sleep, bin Laden was killed and the world erupted in strangely-happy-over-someone’s-very-politically-charged-death. And that was that.
I know. It’s sad.
(My life. Not bin Laden’s death.)
Because I was too tired on the actual day(s), my thoughts. (Which I also tweeted, here.)
– I can’t believe I’m watching this.
-I mean, he was supposed to be mine.
– This is ridiculous. I’m better than th…
-ZOMG HER DRESS DID YOU SEE IT DID YOU SEE THE DRESS IT’S SOOOOO PRETTY ZOMG????
– Kate’s dress was lovely, but it was also exactly what I’ve been planning on wearing to my wedding since I was like 12. What. I plan ahead.
– So now it’s going to look like I stole it.
– The ceremony was lovely, except I was not cool with the Archbishop of Canterbury constantly making reference to Christ’s union with the Church. For numerous reasons.
a.) I don’t like that phrase. Because it’s creepy.
b.) The Church? Oh, you mean the one you guys left in 1527? That one?
c.) Seriously. It skeeves me out.
– I loved that they were actually into each other.
– I loved that Prince Harry was already like 48% drunk.
– He hooked up with Pippa. Who totally knew what she was doing.
– At one point it got so Disney that I was pretty sure bluebirds were going to start holding up her veil.
– I’m still insanely jealous. But I’m all really into you, Duchess of Cambridge. So I guess we’re okay.
– I was disappointed (though not surprised) that no one seemed to be as excited about this as I was. MSNBC was like, “uh, this is a big deal, I guess…”
– Benedict’s vestments were also lovely, and they did not remind anyone of Grace Kelly. So good call, Holy Father.
– I cried. A lot.
– George Weigel was on MSNBC and I spent four hours fangirling George Weigel. That was…totally normal.
– I heard those readings like eight times this weekend.
– I think that explaining basic parts of the Mass to people up at 4am is pretty silly, MSNBC.
I don’t really have a whole lot to say about this. My reaction was:
Okay…going to bed…are you kidding me? Seriously? TONIGHT? It’s been ten years. I guess I should stay awake…*zzz*…NO! Must stay awake…where the hell is Obama….this isn’t going to work out as fantastically as everyone seems to think it will…*zzz*
And finally, just to make it full circle, the Vatican’s statement on Monday morning:
“Faced with the death of a man, a Christian never rejoices, but reflects on the serious responsibility of everyone before God and man, and hopes and pledges that every event is not an opportunity for a further growth of hatred, but of peace.”
I think Blessed John Paul II would approve.
(And if the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge had anything to say about, I would have posted it too!)