First, spare me one old-lady moment. I'm looking out my back patio and the sun is just below the horizon, illuminating the sky in blues, purples, reds and pinks. Every now and then, I am reminded of how lucky I am to have a 180 degree view that extends all the way to the horizon, with no trace of human life. Gorgeous.
Ok, time for the irreverent comment I promised you. The Pope used to be hot. The news keeps showing pictures of him when he was young, and I would have hit on him if I had been a member of his parish in 1940-whatever.
That brings me to my next thought- I have been doing some research on my family tree recently and have discovered that I'm mostly German and Polish, with a dash of Hungarian (this explains the nose....) and the great-great-granddaughter of some impoverished indentured servants. My families came to the US in the late 1870's to avoid starvation. This totally kills all of those "Princess Diary" daydreams I had when I was about 12. What a bummer.
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