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Rejection First Hand!


Ok I just had the biggest lesson of a life time. It has to do with perfectionism and being able to handle rejection.

So here is the thing. Sorry if I have not gotten back to some of your comments and thoughts lately I have been in the lovely Goldcoast having a great time with my bestfriend to celebrate her 22nd Birthday.

There are a whole bunch of stories there, which I will have to share with you another time.


Just before that I was working at the Health Expo as a promotions girls to help promote this website http://www.meetyourpersonaltrainer.com.au which will be launching in like 2 days!

SO as you know with any type of promotions you have to get out there engage with people, capture interest and close the sale.

In many respects it would be similar to a guy approaching a girl and attempting to get her interest.

Well here is what I experienced first hand! Man now I know exactly what it feels like to be a guy, and how hard approaching girls can be.

So this is what happened to me and how I overcame it.

Basically we were told our sales targets and we knew how many signups we needed and how many people's names we needed to get.

Now I'm still one of those people that needs to work on being able to handle the pressure. Coz right now I crumble like there is no 2moro.

Its pathetic. But hey you live and learn.

So because I knew that there were these sales targets and I felt like I needed to get something out of these people, the interactions and the responses that I was getting were pretty pathetic aye.

A whole bunch of people walked passed me and I gave this half assed approach. It was pathetic. So anyways one of the owners, then comes up to me and says this.

Him: "Jen, how you going?"

Me: *Nervous laugh* " Yeh not bad".

Him: "Whatcha doing Jen? ... Your looking like a Sales person right now."

Me: "Are you serious? I can't stand Sales people and I don't even like being sold to".

Him: "You just need to relax and be yourself. Jen you are the most outgoing person I know, just have a conversation with them, you are not selling them anything. All you are doing is raising awareness."

Me: "Just be myself, have a conversation. Ok I can do that".

Result.

In the next 30 minutes I signed up 2 people to their website.

So what changed?

Well if you can't tell from the conversation, I stopped coming from the mindset of wanting something from these people.

In a very big way, I was being needy. What is being needy? Wanting or expecting something from someone.

This comes down the basics of approaching women or approaching anyone in particular. If you go to get ... you get nothing in return.
But if you go to give, you get everything.

So instead of standing there looking and sounding like a sales girl, I just started to interact with people.

This is one of the best approaching techniques around.

I found what worked best for me, was using something in the environment and using that to strike up a conversation. So I would grab someone and point to their shirt, something that they were doing or holding. Whatever was around them and bring it back to them.

Because lets face it, people love to talk about themselves. So get them talking about themselves and then they are more willing to hear what you have to say.

Whether it be making a sale, or approaching a woman, the most important thing is that you need to develop the rapport.
If you don't have the rapport, you have nothing.

Remember that one.

So what else did I learn? Well this next part is a very important lesson. But you guys are going to have to tune in on Monday!!
But it has to do with how my best friend was able to kick my ass in laser squirmish, even though she has terrible aim and has never played before in her life. haha

Hope you enjoyed this post and feel free to leave your thoughts.

Hot Alpha Female

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Apr 30, 2009 | 0 comments | View Post

The Moment of Surrender…

Finn signals silence with his finger across his lips as he slides his half naked body on top of mine.

There's a room full of people on the other side of the wall and we're supposed to be sleeping, which makes everything more delicious and naughty.

He lifts my t-shirt so his bare skin is against mine and I can feel his cock, pressing insistently into the crotch of my already moist panties.

We kiss quietly, my fingers running through his long hair and then running down his back to slip into the sides of his underwear, tugging at them.

Knowing we should not be doing what we are about to do only adds to the excitement felt between us.  He is biting my bottom lip and my nipples are so hard they hurt. 

Reaching down, Finn, slides the crotch of my panties aside and slips into me. I gasp and try to keep quiet as he slowly grinds his hips against mine, his shaft coming into contact with my clit, moving the bead of my piercing methodically up and over the head.

My nails grab his biceps; his kisses turn more violent as our bodies heat up.  Not daring to go faster, we dance together with common purpose and some restraint.

My ankles lock around his waist.  I pull him in as hard as I can and arch my back.  He takes my arms and pushes them above my head, pinning me down.

The mating dance, brutal and beautiful, a fight for control and release.

Hearts pounding, blood pumping, impulses firing.

Until the very moment of surrender.

Apr 25, 2009 | 0 comments | View Post

Life Gets in the Way!

I hate when that happens!

I believe I speak for both of us when I say we're sorry we've been so scarce lately.

I am working on a huge writing project that is taking up most of my time. It's rewarding and exciting, though not in "that" way but is an amazing endeavor that will, as it comes to fruition, cascade into an even bigger project that (fingers crossed) will take on a life of its own.

That said, it does not leave a lot of time and energy for writing the saucier side of life.  

And Finn has been on a job site for the past week, so we're barely getting any time alone.

Booooooo......

But I promise we'll be around very soon.  We hope to get to hang out tomorrow night as I have to get back to brain storming with my two business partners on Sunday.

Just wanted y'all to know what was up!

xo

Apr 24, 2009 | 0 comments | View Post

Hot Alpha Female and Rejection First Hand! Preview

Ok so a lot of you guys email me asking me how you can overcome rejection.

I've made video posts, blog entries and talked myself black and blue about how to overcome it.

Recently I just had an experience which put me back in line with that fear. And really allowed me to empathize and relate with you guys more.

In fact. I spend the last 3 days dealing with rejection severely. And it made me remember how gripping that fear was.

Because here is the thing, rejection is something that we are not only going to experience when it comes to the dating arena, its related to every other part of your life.

Business, family, career, social .... you name it ... fear of rejection is hidden in there somewhere.

Life is all about figuring out what you want and then developing to courage to go out and get it!

So in the next blog post coming out on Monday, I'm going to share with you, how I did have to approach and get rejected to many strangers, hot strangers might I add ... and how in the end I was able to overcome this approach anxiety and reach my desired outcome.

Stay tuned for Monday guys!

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Apr 23, 2009 | 0 comments | View Post

Easter Weekend Spectacular Part 2

So we are at this restaurant which is practically like the only restaurant in open in the entire street besides KFC and McDonalds.

So we go in and its packed and there are literally like only 2 waiters and a couple of the kitchen hands. We ask if there are any tables and there doesn't seem to be any.

Just as we are about to leave the waiter notifies us that there is a table hidden around the corner. We check it out and realize that its like prime position and so we grab the last table left in the restaurant.

Still a little distraught that there will be no dancing tonight, we commiserate by ordering lots of food, with no thought of expense.

So we order and the food comes and just as we are digging in, we see one of the waiters come over to our table and stands near us with a nervous look on her face. We ask her what is wrong and she tells us that she is hiding from the police because she doesn't have the proper licensing to be a restaurant waitress. Yes in Australia, you need a license for pretty much everything .. Lets just say that I wouldn't be surprised if we didn't need a license soon to use public toilets or something.

So we chat to her, find out what is going on and try and calm her down because she is fairly distraught. We do all of this while eating, drinking and socializing.

My best friend and I are thinking, this has been a pretty interesting night so far and after the police have left and the waitress has calmed down we are ready to get going.

Before we have a chance to get the bill both of the waiters serving our table inform us .. that our bill has been settled an thank us for helping them out.

I look over at my friend, who has the biggest smile on her face of complete disbelief, we offer to pay again, but they refuse and we give both of them a hug and head off.

Its now 1am in the morning and we are deciding what we should do next. We could go home. OR we could go to star city. Its Sydney casino and is open 24/7.

Thinking that we have been bloody lucky so far, we think, yeh "why not?!".

By this time the streets are deserted and the city is looking like a little bit of a ghost town. Sydney nightlife is great, but at the same time, it kinda sucks (that’s a technical term). Everything is like on lockdown by like 1-3am in the morning depending on where you go.

When we get to Star City our jaws drop. This is where all the people are! Its packed to the rims, the bars are pumping, all the tables are full. It was like the whole of Sydney crammed into the casino!! It was on!!

So my best friend has this thing, that when she is at the casino with her friends she loses money. I personally think its all in her head ... but hey whatever makes her happy.

Neways we had no intention of gambling, we just wanted to get free drinks which you are entitled to over there and to spend more time hanging out.

As we are walking down the isles ... I see someone(I don't know who) drop a $10 chip on the floor.

I see it and then go and pick it up. I stand there for like 2 minutes, trying to find someone to claim it, so I can give it back to them.

One of the dealers on the table catches my eye and says "finder's keepers".

I look over to my best friend, who has that same look of disbelief on her face .. and we just think we are having a great night.

So we split our $10 chip into 2 $5 chips and just see how we go.

We end up splitting up and she goes off to the roulette tables and I go to this spinney wheel thing.

So here I am now, in my clubbing outfit at the casino, essentially by myself.

People are staring left right and centre, I'm feeling my safety can be compromised at any point in time, so defenses are running quite high.

So I’m at the table and there are essentially only two points at which I could enter this table. One from the left and one from the right.

One the left hand side is the seediest guy I have ever seen in my life. He has been literally staring non stop at me since I got to the table and I'm getting stalkers vibes from him.

One the right hand side I see 3 guys probably in their late 20s being a little loud and obvious.

I'll choose young loud crazy people over old stalkers looking guys any day.

So I stand behind them, watching the wheel, so I can get a feel for what I'm going to bet on.

I kid you not, as I'm standing there, they all start nudging eachother and talking amongst themselves and looking back at me and staring.

I'm literally like 1 meter away from them as they are doing this.

So by now I’m quite irritated and sick of feeling like an object that is just looked and pointed at all night ... I look up at one of them and say "Way to make it obvious" with a bitchy look on my face.

They don't seem too fazed by my response and continue talking to me anyways. lol

So 10 minutes later they are all like my best buddies and I have my best friend coming in and checking on me like every 30 minutes.

The latest report so far was that she was down a fair bit. Like 300. I tell her its time to go. She wanders off again, before I can stop her.

Then 10 minutes later .. she comes back with a man in tow. I'm thinking to myself .. ohhh man she has this guy attached to her now, which is going to use ME and the 3 guys I just met, to get rid of him.

She warmly introduces him to me and then informs me with a smile on her face that she just won $1800 - with money that wasn't even hers.

I'm like .. "waaaaaaat??!!"

Apparently she met this guy at the table and said a certain number was going to pay out.

He followed her lead .. backing it with a $100 chip 3 times and nothing happened.

Then with his last chip he puts it on the same number ... and before they know if it wins he tells her .. if we win, we are splitting the winnings. She agrees. Their number comes up. They win $3600 and he splits it with her.

She introduces him to me ... and he says hello and then says he is very grateful she gave him the heads up and says he is going to head home and he does so with a massive smile on his face.

And that was it …

My best friend shares the winnings with me.

By this time is it like 4am in the morning, we figure our luck has run out and we catch a cab back to where my car is parked and head home.

All in all ... a very interesting spontaneous and profitable night.

With absolutely no strategy whatsoever.

The preceding days were filled with boat parties, clubbing, group dates, Max Brenner, no drinking, very late nights/early mornings and a whole lot of fun, laughing, dinning and flirting.

All in all that Easter was SPECTACULAR and it taught me that NO STRATEGY IS THE BEST STRATEGY OF THEM ALL.

Something to think about …

Hot Alpha Female

Apr 22, 2009 | 0 comments | View Post

Crazy Easter Spectacular Part 1

To be honest I was saying to myself, I'm going to take it easy this weekend. I literally did not have anything planned. But here is the thing that I have noticed about not planning.

When you "see how it goes" and have no expectations what so ever, you end up having some of the best, most memorable experiences of a lifetime. Literally if I had sat down on Thursday night and tried to think of all the cool and random things that were going to precede that weekend ... I think my brain would have exploded.

And you think I joking. Isn't that cute…..

So literally I'm going to do a recap of my Friday night. I'm going to go into as much detail as I can and then maybe give you a quick recap of my entire weekend without too much detail, because lets face it.

I don't kiss and tell. If you didn't notice already.

If you want some of those stories, head over to Honey and Lance coz those guys do a better job at that, then I ever could! (haha love you guys).

Plus my dad reads this blog .. I think.

And you know, I actually don't have some twisted dysfunctional relationship with my dad. I actually like him. We get along... most ... some ... of the time, when he doesn't patronize me.

So its Friday night and I have done the family rounds of visiting every relative I could have humanly possibly known and eaten more than my stomach could handle.

Very typical. Especially if your Asian. Especially if you are like me. So I’m at home now, relaxing, not particularly wanting to do anything or go anywhere.

My lovely mother then after having a very foreign language conversation on the phone informs me, that I now have to go dinner with more “relatives” to “eat.”

I give her an .. "are you serious??!" look.

She sympathizes with me, and then tells me I have to go.

Me being not so happy about this, start explaining to her, in a tone of voice that may be a little more irritated than usual, that I do not want to go.

These family dinner happen a couple times a month. My brother who has a girlfriend has not attended one since like 6 months ago. He is always missing out on family occasions, because he is doing something with his girlfriend.

Just because I don't have anything on that night and I'm not away with my "ONE" and only boyfriend, I have basically attend for him.

Not fair. Quite immature, but I was annoyed.

So I call up my best friend who I previously just msged and said that I didn't feel like going out. And then asked her, “do you wanna go out?”

She laughs, because she is obviously used to my insanity and the fact that I never feel like doing anything, before I go and do it.

She says its on, I get out of a family dinner pick her up in my car and we head off to the city.

Might I add before, that its also really annoying going to certain family occasions because I think that every single one of my cousins in Australia is like in a long term relationship right now. Except for me. Like I don't actually think any of my older uncle an aunties understand what dating is ... where you are seeing a lot of guys, but just haven't picked a poor sucker to drag to on family occasions.

That’s for the extremely privileged.

So anyways ... I'm in the car with my girlfriend and start to taste and smell the freedom lingering in the air.

Its 8:30pm and the night is still very very very young.

So mind you this ...its me and my best friend heading out on EASTER FRIDAY and expecting to go clubbing in the city.

Keep that in your mind, because it comes to play like ohhhh a couple of hours down into our night.

So we get to the city and we are still alive. I was driving and this is a very good outcome.

We head down to George street and the streets are pumping but not really.

I mean there are people and there are people in the clubs but not as many as we thought there should be.

So the night was still early and as we were walking down George street we came across our favorite place in the world.

Wait for it……

Galaxy world.

Yep.

You did just read that right.

And I’m not going to hold my head in shame either. Coz there are a lot of things I get excited about in life and this is one of them.

Now I’m sure you guys know of the game we were playing. And its the one where you trade your money for tokens and then put these tokens into the machine to push more tokens down and hopefully in the process win a prize that is NO WHERE NEAR worth the amount of money you just poured into this machine.

Whoa that was a really crappy definition so I’m going to see if I can find a picture. Actually come to think of it, next time I have a night out I will take pictures so you guys can really see it all. Then I won't have to tell you. I'll just show you =)

And I'm sorry, Google just isn't helping me out today. But if anyone thinks they know what I’m talking about, send me a link to the picture. lol.

Anyways so we play this game not to win the prizes but just because it so dam fun, trying to win the prizes. You know that saying that goes along the lines of "its about the journey not the destination" well the same applies to these token machines.

So we use all our money. And we are like, should we stay or should we go. Then we see a guy who is doing really well on these machines. He has got both hands loaded full of token coins and there is like loads and loads of them spilling out of the machine.

Its all very exciting. So we watch him. Coz we are just fascinated and I don't know about you. But I like to watch. lol

Take that how you will.

He then notices us watching and starts talking to us. Can't remember what he said or who said what, but we made friends with him and ended up getting to play with all his tokens with him.

We won four watches with all his money and he gave them all to us, because apparently he just does it for the fun of it.

Then at the end of it, he said it was a pleasure meeting us and headed off. Now this is just a side note, but I'll put it in here for the “guys”.

There is something really attractive about someone who interacts with you and doesn't want anything at the end of it. I am more impressed with a guy who can you can have a great conversation or interaction with and at the end ... he doesn't ask you for your number and he can treat it like a once off interaction. A guy who has no expectations. Because here is the thing, expectations kill the mood and only disappoint.

Of course you have to have standards blah blah, but having certain expectations of how things should happen and work out, leaves no ROOM for you to thoroughly enjoy the present situation that is in front of you.

You end up being in your head instead of interacting with your life and dealing with what comes your way.

Ok side note over.

So my friend and I are very happy. We just managed to have so much fun, with someone else's money and obtain the prizes too.

Now we are in a great mood to dance.

So we walk enthusiastically over to one of the bars in the street that just an hour or 2 ago was pumping and full of people. We look in and the chairs are stacked on the tables and the place is deserted. We then look out on the street and realize that there is practically NO-ONE on the street ....

Now here is the only one thing about being young. You don't know shite. You think the world is bigger, better and revolves around you, when it so clearly doesn't.

Awareness is the first step right?

So as we are trying to figure out why a club would close so early on a Easter Friday a policeman walks up to us and tell us that all the clubs along the street closed at 10pm.

I look at my watch. 11:15pm. Crap.

I look at my best friend who is just waiting for a reaction from me and I say " I can't believe we just game up clubbing for galaxy world!!".

She sympathies with me and the asks me .. lets eat....

I avidly agree with her all is well and we head off ...

What happens after that, made our night and many more to come! ....

See what happens next, tune in 2moro!

Hot Alpha Female


Apr 20, 2009 | 0 comments | View Post

Catching Up with S . . .

S had called me on my way into work on Tuesday asking if I was free the next evening. I was still feeling happy from a lovely weekend with J (in the aftermath of my meeting with V before the holiday weekend). I agreed “of course”. The events of the rest of the day with the arrival of my “present” from V, and J’s subsequent excitement that evening, meant I was feeling even more excited about catching-up with S as I journeyed into the office the next morning and we exchanged texts about “time and place”.

We met at our usual restaurant in Hampstead and spent the meal talking about our respective Easter weekends. As we finished and walked to the car S surprised me by saying he’d booked a different hotel, “still close-by”, because he fancied a “change”.

Although the hotel itself was bigger, and I have driven past it on numerous occasions over the years, the room was actually smaller . . . and the bathroom tiny. “May be not such a good choice!” was S’s response. But I insisted that I needed a bath rather than a shower, so he started the water whilst I opened the wine and undressed.

He sat on the toilet seat next to the bath as I soaked. I used to make excuses like asking him to bring me my phone from my bag, when I wanted to, more thoroughly, clean my “bits and pieces”, quickly sponging and sliding whilst he was out of the room for a few moments. But we’ve known each so long that such embarrassments now seem churlish and unnecessary, but as I lifted myself up in the bath a little to make my adjustments, he leant forward offering “I’ll do that for you” . . . so I pouted my disapproval “I might not want to be touched there!”. Then having to giggle as I saw the look of disappointment in his face.

I stood up and accepted the towel he handed to me, he knows I like to “drip dry”, and we exchanged places. I leant forward and washed his back and neck with the small hand towel we’d somehow mistaken for the flannel, and he spent the next few minutes soaking and telling me about his plans for the family summer holiday. As he stepped out I told him he had to let me dry him down . . . I always find it fascinating how a man’s willy can be so different and so much smaller when it is flaccid and “unexcited”. Not that I mentioned this to S of course, as I knew I would find it so much more attractive to look at in a few minutes time.

I was feeling quite wilful and led him into the main room, still holding on to his willy which I could start to feel growing a little stiffer as we reached the bed. He unwrapped my towel and we began to kiss as I continued stroking him, and he began running his hands down my back and cupping the cheeks of my bottom in his hands. As I released him to run my hand up to his shoulder I felt his firmness slap against me. He turned to sit down on the bed and pull me down with him but I resisted and instead pulled him to his feet again. I turned round and leant forward against the table telling him “I thought you might prefer to kiss me like this first”. He knelt down behind me and I immediately felt his tongue sliding up and down between my cheeks. I opened my legs wider and asked “fingers!”, gasping as he reached around with both hands and started rubbing and sliding them over my lips and clit. I was spread face down across the table holding the edges with both hands and just pushing myself up on tip-toes, lifting my bottom up and loving the sensations of his fingers circling round and round and then sliding into my pussy. His tongue was lapping down to meet his fingers and then sliding back up again and I could feel it circling round and round and then pushing and probing.

I moaned my disappointment when he stopped and stood up . . . but then I felt his cock rubbing under my lips and sliding back and forth between them. I released my grip from the table top and reached down between my legs to take his cock and guide it into my pussy. We were pushing back and forth against each other now, rocking against the table as I had the palm of one hand against the wall, and the other between my legs feeling him sliding in and out between my fingers. I was urging him to “fuck me”, and he was holding me by the hips with both his hands and stroking in and out. I was getting quite carried away and could hear myself getting louder and louder in urging him on. Then I heard him cry out “I can’t” and he pulled away and then forward into me again, rubbing his cock with much faster strokes against the cheeks of my bum. He gasped out and then I felt him splashing across my bottom and the small of my back. I reached around to grasp his hips to hold him in position and rubbed back against him, letting him feel me rubbing his cock between, the now very slippery, cheeks of my bottom.

I stood up and turned round and moved him to the bed . . . laughing and cursing as we had to struggle for a few moments to pull the sheets back as they were so tightly tucked under the edges of the mattress. We collapsed onto the bed together, S still moaning and me giggling as I told him “Isn’t it a nice feeling to rub yourself clean against such clean, freshly starched sheets!”.

We lay recovering quietly for a while. I was still lying on my stomach when he sat up next to me and then moved down to start kissing my bum cheeks and trying to slide his tongue between my cheeks again. I rolled over onto my back and told him “I need kissing here actually” . . . I know he likes me to spread my lips for him and I wanted to feel his tongue and fingers there again.

S does do such lovely things with his fingers, not just stroking around me, but he slides one and then two fingers into me between my lips and then plays with quicker and quicker strokes with two fingers of his other hand over my clit. I like to lift those fingers away and lift them up to my mouth and suck them for a moment before guiding them back down to the spot again. I was really tingling now and bouncing up and down more and more as his swirling and fingering got faster and faster. I came with a long, long groan, lifting his fingers out of me but holding his other hand onto me as I bucked upwards with those final few thrusts. I turned over again and asked him to “cuddle me please”.

By the time we’d lay together, recovering, and then turning back to face each other and cuddling and talking more, we were both surprised at my phone alarm ringing to tell me it was 15 minutes to midnight. Neither of us had dozed, we’d just been stroking and talking and the whole evening had just gone by without us realising how late it was.

We dressed and tidied up . . . S pointing out that I was lucky the wine was a screw-top as I’d hardly had a sip from my glass . . . I pushed it into my handbag, and asked if he’d mind me sharing it with J when I got home!!!

Best wishes - Edith

Apr 19, 2009 | 0 comments | View Post

Sex on the first date

According to the latest issue of Cosmo, bachelors say that sex on the first date shows that a girl is skanky and that she isn’t relationship material.

Newsflash, boys: we think the same thing when you put out, too.

In any case, the hell with girls having to play innocent while guys high-five each other as they rack up their numbers. It’s called a double standard, and it’s way outdated. And the “so, what kind of music do you listen to” small talk and the “should I or should I not invite him upstairs” pause at the end of the night after the first date is unbearably uncomfortable, anyway. So screw first dates all together.

What about a “getting to know you” session out on the dance floor and then an “I can barely hear you but whatever” conversation at the bar over a rum and coke? And then we ’ll skip the “should I or should I not” and just go on upstairs. Hell, just take your shirt off right here on the dance floor.

Take that, hot bachelors of 2008.

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Apr 19, 2009 | 1 comment | View Post

Crazy Easter Spectacular Preview

This could be an entire weekly series. But we will see how we go.

So as you know it was Easter has come, gone and been left in the dust.

Until next year that is.

Usually it involves a night out, time with family and an excess of chocolate which you don’t and wouldn't normally eat.

Where do I start. I think I'll tell you about my Friday, since that was a beginning of it all, which set the tone for pretty much the whole super extended weekend.

Now before I go on, I will say that I didn't spend excessive amounts of money nor did I drink, nor did I use my flirting abilities to get free drinks, food or money.

To my knowledge anyway....

Want more? You'll just have to come back on Monday won't ya? Because that's the day where I will be kicking off my 3 Part Easter Spectacular Series!!

See ya soon!

Hot Alpha Female

Apr 17, 2009 | 0 comments | View Post

A Surprise Delivery . . .

Back in the office yesterday after the holiday weekend and mid-morning I was surprised to receive a small padded envelope delivered by courier. It was from V . . . the keys to his apartment!!!

I'd mentioned during our evening last week, that J and I were finding it more and more difficult to find “free time” together now that the children were getting older and staying-up later. I was moaning that in previous years we’d "made" time and had occasionally left the children with one or the other of our parents and managed at least one weekend break away together. But that this year J felt we couldn’t afford it.

V’s note with the keys said “a mistress such as you should have more than just the keys to my heart! Enjoy a weekend away with your husband.”

I telephoned him at his office straight away to say thank you and he said I must tell him in advance so that he could warn his cleaner not to turn-up whilst we were there, but that otherwise I was free to use it to "get away" whenever we felt the need.

When I got home last night and showed my gift to J he got very excited and was immediately on the phone asking his parents if they could house, and children, sit this weekend !!!

Best wishes - Edith

Apr 15, 2009 | 0 comments | View Post
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