Mother's Day

How the Queen and I spent a particularly decadent Mother's Day

How the Queen and I spent a particularly decadent Mother's Day

I’ve pretty much had it with women and children. The husky puppy for one, who has turned out to be a bossy diva, a less-scrupulous daughter. I’m ready to send her back to Siberia. Never trust a blue-eyed Russian spy. Learned that while I was with the CIA.

Posh is driving me a little nuts lately too. Her Mother’s Day celebration was a triumph on every level: gastronomically, emotionally, spiritually. Exhausted me, really. At 4:52 p.m., I crawled into bed. It had been a long day to that point, and I knew the rest would be spent worshiping their mother like never before. I’d seen enough of that.

I had pointed out to them that, for the last few months, I’d been their mother too,...

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