It was early one chilly morning last week. I was at my desk beginning my work day
when something outside the window caught my eye.
Lady Wynonna was coming down the path dressed in her royal robe.
Good thing the sunroom crew wasn't there to bear witness. I'm not sure how I would explain this.
How did she manage to get herself properly dressed in
my old ski parka her robe without the help of a lady's maid?
Smooch: Damn pig must be hooked on Downton Abbey, too. She never used to dress for meals.
Wynonna: No one asked for your opinion, you lowly housemaid.
Wynonna: I'll be back when I hear the dinner gong.