Tara Jean, your Mama is Italian and French. You can learn Spanish language, but really become fluent in italian, french, austrian, english, and polish. Your Father is also Polish. You’re a Norman French. Between normans and franks, you’re a Norman. Normandy. Norma Jean. That’s you. Yes, you’re also Latvian – Rundale – red and white. Those are your colors.
Oh, Danielle, our academies we’re getting their asses handed to them because of you. You’re the Country Princess and because who your Father is and certain Presidents YOU are related to especially thru your Father. No it wasn’t because of Tara Jean, but YOU. You’re a Country Princess – Carolinas and KY you like. It’s because of our problems with YOU and yours, they tore down St. A’s. No, not because of tara and her family… YOU and tara is your cousin.
I understand they all want to be me and/or an ER. Remember, I’m THE and MAMA. None of y’all will ever be 7/7/72 at 3:14 am at NY Infirmary, World Trade. Nor will you have my Father nor my lineage. I’m THE and MAMA. No matter what you try to do. My own kiddos will be like me and their Fathers and better. My youngest, a Ruthie, verra much like me and better. My own. Though I got around 31 kiddos out there of my own.
Yes I know about Australia. They hoping for a Princess effect that I was able to do for class of 1990 and now 1986 and years near them. Well, you’ve got Queen Mary of Denmark.
I am a princess of Visayas, but that doesn’t mean I outrank world leaders, especially a US President. My class of 1990 – all of us princesses, usually don’t.
I’m THE and Mama. And #1 ER.
~emma ruth