Oh my hat - she's back!

Hello Blogger-verse, how is everybody doing?

Can you belive how the time has flown?

Things have been a whirlwind of drama, work and more work!

Lying in bed with a bad case of almost-pneumonia, I finally get the chance to update properly.

Lots going on in my life - I can't wait to share it with you!

I will tell you more about my overseas trip once I can figure out how to get all the Notes off my iPad onto my pc.

Note to any future iPad owners out there - make sure you get the one with 3G - without Wi Fi access, your iPad is just one giant iPod Touch - trust me!

So speaking of iPad - have a look at my beauty - I fell in love with her while overseas (because they have wifi at most places)

Why do I love her?

1. When I read books I don't need a light as she is backlit
2. I can update Twitter in a really fun application.
3. Thanks to IMO I can chat to all my contacts on Skype, MSN, Facebook, Google, you name it - all in 1 application!
4. She makes my photos of my future husbands look devine.

I named her: iPrincess

Husband #1

Husband #2

iPrincess at the back

Don't you just love her pink cover?

I spent hours agonising over which cover to take; the nifty leather cover that also enables her to stand up, or this pink rubber cover that looks pretty.

I kept asking myself:

I am 31, and a career woman - the leather one is what I should take isnt it?

But you are only 31 - you are young and funky, take a cover that suits your personality.

But I am 31, this is more mature

But you love pink and it will match your Blackberry!

Pink it was!!

It;s all about accessoising Dah-lings!

I miss you MC

You seem to know exactly.

You might just be the thing that calms my mind and satisfies my body

Greetings...

From Scotland, or perhaps I should say from a little town called Traquair, near Peebles

I can't even begin to describe the oldness of everything. This is the oldest inhabited house in Scotland, the wallpaper in some rooms is over 150 years old!

My breakfast is served on fine china and sugar pots with little spoons that have little men on them.
The salt is scooped out of a vintage holder with a teeny tiny spoon.

I was bodily searched twice before I got here.

The mentality escapes me though. I beeped when coming through the metal detector and realized it was my huge sparkly belt buckle and boots with buckles on. So I took them off and instead of letting me just walk through the detector again, a lady pulls me to the side and does a full on search: down between my breasts, cups my bum, almost gives me an internal when frisking up my legs.
This entire process only to be repeated an hour later when I was not even able to leave the airport anyway. (I had removed my buckle, but the official had said I could leave my shoes on, but it still beeped the machine) I must admit that I am still feeling slightly violated

I guess I can't say I didn't get any action.... Just not the type I would have liked.

Greetings...

From Cologne!

Firstly I am not sure which fact is going to make you more jealous: the fact that I am:

1: in Koln (Cologne) Germany or
2: that I am typing is entry from my iPad!

I have been in Koln for 3 days now and I am having a blast (besides the fact that I have realized that I have even less sense of direction than I thought) I have been hopelessly lost dozens of times and I have literally worn holes in my shoes from all the walking, yet I am still loving it.

I have missed having my link to cyberworld! Especially Facebook and my friends on BBM. Now I am in a different hotel where my bosses will all be joining me so I have wifi (woo hoo)

This trip has not been without its troubles:

I flew to Cologne via Munich- on the connecting flight your baggage is supposed to be go to your final destination, but luckily I checked my baggage ticket because it said final stop was Munich.
Upon querying this in Munich I was told (very condescendingly) that my bag would be in Cologne waiting for me. When I argued I was eventually led to baggage claim- where my bag came rolling out!
Checked it in to Cologne and we were off

Arriving in Cologne I dropped my bag and started sightseeing - halfway through my camera battery died. That night, my Blackberry decided to follow suit and has since stopped letting me type the letter 'e'
I type an SMS to Tee which goes someone like this:
Hi thr having a gr8 tim. My abcd(this 1)fgh button dosnt work! Wish you wr hr!

At least I was able to charge my camera battery and I have some stunning photos which I can't wait to show you.

Our congress starts tomorrow, so I am not looking forward to getting back to work. I forgot how much fun this touristy thing is, I just adore sightseeing!

When I am back I will update you more with the diary entries I have been typing.

Being a bad girl....

... is just so GOOD!

The more I look at how quickly life flies by - the more I am realising that I need to take the opportunities I have and run with them.

This week is a great example: I gave in to the urge to bed sweet young Cutie Pie. He is 22, but like I said before - I really do like them young.
Stamina to die for and they are always really good at pleasing a woman - perhaps the sex-ed curriculum has changed since I was in school?

Last night I was a bit overly kinky and today there is a random photo of my boob floating around via his friends.
I seem to have major exhibitionist tendencies lately:
Shopping centre, parking lot and now sending boob photos out...

All in the name of the slutty single life!