Alright for a Monday night....

Monday.
I was stuck in Sharjah this morning for 2 hours because of two accidents, one on each side. Can someone tell me what speed you think a monster tonka truck would be going in order to end up on its side? You know the ones that transport rocks that I think should really be left where they were in the ground in the first place as they must have been there for a reason, like maybe holding the earth together.......? Nightmare. I'm sending Lisa next time.

I'm very tired today. I am now in the possesion of series 4 of 24 and put on "one" episode to watch whilst eating my dinner last night. Yep, 8 episodes and a crick in my neck later I am now struggling to concentrate on my work this afternoon. The Burj Al Arab helicopter is starting to worry me. Its been going back and fore a lot today......

And for all those poor sad people back home - SORRY! I am a rookie blogger still so yes you do need to be a little psycho to read it, I mean psychic. Yes THE Robbie Williams. And He was on at Nad Al Sheba and there were about 25,000 people there. And NO I have not got any photos, but I know a boy that does and saw them this morning and you can see them on his blog soon! (http://maximpact.blogspot.com/). Get the finger out Dave!

I will buy a digital camera this month honest. Maybe from one of the new sites below... http://www.websouq.com
http://www.barter.ae
http://www.recycle.ae

Nikki's N-Bay is now officially closed. New sites you should go to above in instead.

And YES please mummy! (see comments to 23/4)

Tuesday.
Firstly, can I just confirm that no I am not the Brit that Jane wrote to 7Days complaining about. Yes i have been here for 11 years, but I didn't mind my "personal space being invaded" at the concert. In fact, it could have been invaded a lot more by the cuties that were near us!

I went to yoga last night and did my second free standing head stand! Woo hoo! That means that I got up there by myself without slamming against the wall and came down without breaking my neck and sounding like a baby elephant. Very pleased with my wee self as only been going for 3 months.

Then I went with a few friends to the Neil Diamond tribute at the Alamo. I was a bit sceptical when he came out in a very dodgy wig, sideburns and a glittery shirt. He looked more like Elvis in his later years. And when I heard the Glaswegian accent I nearly choked on my chimichanga. But he was actually very good. If you closed your eyes I could have been listening to the man himself.

But if I closed my eyes I would have missed the floor show entertainment. The Russian Dancing Boys. Dan said they were Russian, the girls were not convinced but too sober to ask and didn't really care anyway. The highlight was when one of them dumped his male dancing partners for one of the local girls for a quick jive. Quick being the operative word. The jive lasted about 20 seconds as he dropped her flat on her back. A position which we suspected she was used to, just not on the Alamo dance floor. He quickly went back to his male pack for safety in numbers.

So ok food, good entertainment and great company. Alright for a Monday night.

You just don't know what is going to be in your day.

Nikki
x

Oh My God.....

OH MY GOD.

And HE certainly is. Some people have it, some don't. HE most definitely has it.

Robbie Williams Rocked. HE truly is God's Ultimate Gift to Women. HE is a legend and pure sex on legs with a presence as large as the crowd who went to see him.

Being a shy girl from the North of bonny Scotland and having lived a very sheltered life, I have never attended a gig bigger than single thousand figures, and that was either in the Country Club or Aviation Club here in Dubai. The Rugby 7's is the nearest in comparison to capacity and Sting the nearest experience to horny hormones exploding all around me.

Robbie can rock me, and I'm sure all the other thousands of horny girls (and some boys) anytime, anywhere, anyhow. I am sure there was not one female there that would not have done absolutely ANYTHING that He wanted that night. At least twice.

A male friend asked me exactly what it was about Him that made grown women behave like teenagers and teenagers wish they knew how to do the things their bodies were craving for.

Well if you don't know what it is He has after watching Him on Friday, you obviously don't have it and will just never get it.

Straight in, straight thru, had to wait a wee while to get served but then cosy dark spot for a few drinks in our gang circle then straight to the front, only had to hang around for about 30 mins til He came, then 2 hours of magical entertainment which was every minute as good as I expected and then steadily straight out at end. Hung around for a bit after and ate and drank more and then straight home. What more could a girl ask for? To be describing a night with Robbie instead of the entrance exit to the gig maybe.....? Sigh...

My only complaint is, what the hell was with the dirty old man long coat and scarf??? Gutted we didn't see more of Him than the quick peak of the new swallows on His tummy and a few sexy bum flashes.

And a wee word to all the prats who had something to moan about and, as expected, wrote to 7Days to do it, get a life. You are all sad and need to get laid more. See blog dated 17th April, you need to do at least 3 of those things every day for the next year to become even half whole and justify your existence.

So before the event of the year, on Thursday night I went to the Dusit for the Thai buffet at the pool deck with some mates. Excellent food and excellent company. It was supposed to be a quiet one to save ourselves for the next day but hey ho, you all know me, there's no going back after a couple. So onto Waxy's to pcik up the dregs and then to RBs for one (or several) for the road home. Well its just round the corner now and would be rude not to pop in on way home.

Usual suspects present to ensure the usual antics and usual end to the usual Thursday night evening. Brill.

Yesterday spent a lovely day on the 5 pence beach dreaming of Robbie.....then at night went to the movies to see Ice Age 2. Fab! Loved the first one and this is just as good. Best cackles out loud I have had for ages.

What I learned this weekend....
1/ Robbie Williams is truly the sexiest man alive....nothing else matters to me right now. Big Sigh..

P.S. Mum, my 2004 Robbie calendar is back on my wall. Can I please have one in this years Xmas stocking again! Any every year from now on. Thanks Santa. x

Jet lagged...

Getting the hang of this blogging thing.

Ok this one really is for today! I think.

Had to get up really early to go to breakfast meeting at 7am. The only reason I usually get up at what seemed like the middle of the night is to catch a flight. Actually, I feel like I've been on one, I definitely feel like I have jet lag.

I expected the roads to be empty that early - how daft am I? Yep, I was still stuck in traffic. But I won't be mentioning the "T" word again or my comments box will explode.

So N-Bay was busy again today. Sold three more Robbie tickets. And then N & N's N-Bay, sold two, bought one and then sold it again! Confused, no worries, all you need to know is that everyone is happy and will be singing all the way to Nad al Sheba on Nikki's Venga Bus on Friday.

What I learned today so far....
1/ It's still dark at 520am.
2/ There is life before 8am.
3/ Surprisingly, there are actually some people who can have a network event without an alcoholic drink in hand and their tongue in your ear.
4/ A 60 second presentation at 7am is a great constipation cure. Which is great news as now I know that at least I am guaranteed to go at least once a week now. (that should stop the cream rising Mr Hobnob! See comments.)
5/ Or maybe I just shouldn't eat left-over-from-last-night's haggis, neeps and tatties for lunch again.

The next episode in the Wonderful New World of Nikki will be on Sunday, after what will be the biggest concert I have ever attended and Dubai has ever hosted. Fingers crossed it will set a precedent and encourage more super-mega-fab-brill-ace singers/bands to get their asses over here. U2 next please. Pretty please, with bells on.

See ya on the dance floor (grass, ground, tarmac, race track, whatever...)

Nikki
xxxx

Yesterday's blog!

Ok you all have to pretend that I sent this and you read it yesterday! I will get the hang of it soon. Good that i blogged again, I just have to remember to post it!

*****

Its a novelty coz it's new - don't expect an entry every day. (Colin - you really need to get out more pet!)

I'm overwhlemed by the e-mail response and comments posted - thank you! As always, I will try to live up to your wildest expectations.

An friend told me recently that you should have 2 faffing days and 3 hard working days per week to be as productive as you can be. I am on my 3rd faffing day chasing my tail, does that mean that I have to work doubly hard for the next 2 days or do I only get one faffing day next week?

I have to get up at 530am tomorrow morning for a networking breakfast meeting at 7am. I think I might just have to stay up all night to make sure I don't sleep in. Oh well at least I won't have to worry that it will be like a singles pick up joint like some other network nights I won't mention. Who could be bothered at that time of morning?

On the countdown til Friday. Venga bus at the ready and trainers in the wash. (still a couple of seats left on bus if anyone else wants to hop on?)

I am looking forward to it so much I think I may burst by then. Fingers crossed that we get in and out without queueing for hours and please please let Byrne provide as many loos as they can possibly fit into Nad al Sheba so that we don't have to sing and dance in a mile long queue of girls with bladders fit to burst!

Alternatively, can the powers above please please make by bladder bigger than the size of one vodka for the day.

What I learned today...

5 things can instantly make you happier...
1/ Chocolate - chemical happiness
2/ Meditation - spiritual happiness
3/ Exercise - physical happiness
4/ Sun - mental happiness
5/ Sex - just happy if you can get it.

Well one of above is def possible every day, does that mean I can have it 5 times and be just as happy?

Live and let live.

Nikki
xxxx

P.S. Can my close girlfriends please stop worrying. I AM NOT going to blog EVERYTHING! If I do I promise I won't name names....... :o) x

Welcome to the wonderful new world of Nikki....

My first blog.

Fed up of logging on each morning and being disappointed that Dave has not updated his blog again, I have decided to entertain myself each morning. (Down boys, not that kind of entertainment).

At my life coaching session last week we discussed what I would like to achieve in the next three years. After coming up with absolutely nothing for about 10 minutes (which is a very long time with your life coach sitting right next to you staring at you expecting an answer) the only think i could think of at first was to stop going to Waxy's and losing a day of my life each weekend!

Then I had a small brain wave that I would actually quite like to write a funny novel.

In all honesty, that is probably not practically realistic (but then again what's stopping me!) so Dave suggested I started small by setting up my own blog to see how quickly I bored people to death. If not, then onwards and upwards, anything is possible.

After writing a blog about my trip to Sri Lanka this year and seeing two friends crying with laughter at my story I figured why not. So hope you get a few laughs along the way with my blog too.

At least my family will be happy that they can now log on and see what mischief I am up to each week.

So what happened in the wonderful world of Nikki this weekend?

Thursday...
Well JK rocked. Unexpectedly so. I quite like his stuff but had a better than expected truly wicked night at the concert. Very well organised and great gig. Have not heard one complaint yet - amazing.

Double Deckers didn't know what hit them afterwards. Clad appropriately with luminous yellow arm bands to prove we were there and the "compulsory concert going flashing rose light things" dangling from our necks we quickly converted an area upstairs into our own private dance floor. Others did try to muscle in on our space but couldn't keep up with the three dancing queens (Me, the Vampire and Aleeeeson) and we soon out danced (and out drank) all of the wanna-be-in-our-gang visitors.

Friday...
Woke up with sore hips and a black eye from "compulsory concert going flashing rose light things" hitting me in the face several times while jumping. Quality.

Went out at night for a very civilised dinner with Cally, Paul and Rob at Leftbank, which was excellent. It all went downhill after that with a taxi ride to Rock Bottoms for one for the road on way home. Misbehaved very badly but woke up with a smile on Saturday. So did he.

Saturday...
Beach all day and as all working on Easter Sunday, I cooked Easter dinner for girls at night. Turned out to be Christmas dinner as I didn't know what Easter dinner was and didn't think they would be satisfied with just bread and wine alone. Anyway enuf left for the Vampire and I to have all over again tonight. Result.

What I learned at weekend....
1/ JK is brill.
2/ Wear trainers to RW concert, they will have more suspension when landing than boots.
3/ Drinking alco-pop may make you pee like a race horse all night but the hangover is considerably less than vodka ones.
4/ Paul K. cooked the largest steak pie in the world and is in the Guiness Book of records.
5/ Even after 11 years you burn in the sun without enough sun block on.
6/ How to create my very own blog. Thanks George! x

Now I just need to buy a digital camera and you might even get pictures too.....

Life is for living so live it.

Nikki
xxxx