East Frisia, Day 2: Accumersiel

The harbour of Dornumersiel is called Accumersiel, hence the title of this post. The reasons for this name go back in history, I believe.

We slept quite long and there are no buses from Dornumersiel on Sundays, anyway, so we stayed here to take a little stroll to the harbour and back.

I just love the maritime atmosphere of this region. I would so love to take a boat trip. Just imagine the photos we could take…

There is a good chance I will at least go on a ferry trip next year because Harry is determined to take me to Spiekeroog.
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East Frisia, Day 1: Back to Paradise

Finally…!
I had been looking forward to coming back to this place since we had to leave and head back home last May.

Even more so as my lovely husband spent a few days on the island of Spiekeroog on his own. I don’t know how I would have made it through those days, had my sweet froggy daughter Nici not been with me.

It must have been quite stressful for Harry coming all the way back to Hanover only to grab his wife and daughter and head back up North to Dornumersiel the very next morning.

The journey was not nearly as nice as the last time when me met some nice people very interested in what I am all about.
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Splish, Splash…

🎼 …I was taking a bath. Long about a Saturday night. Rub-a-dub, just relaxing in the tub. Thinking everything was alright. 🛁

Well, obviously, it’s not Saturday night but, otherwise, I’m happy to confirm that everything is indeed alright. 🙂

And it was about time I’d get my first spa day since undergoing breast reduction. 😉

As you certainly know, I got a new body for birthday. The TPE disease my original body suffered from is no longer an issue. Plus, with a size or two smaller, I also reduced the risk of developing back problems.
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Like A Virgin (Again)

Knowing that, down the road, you will have to do something which you are well aware will hurt you emotionally is not easy.

You may push it back for a while but, inevitably, the day will come. And when the day has come, be sure to make it short and sweet so that you can get over it as quickly as possible.

One of the presents I received for my birthday 12 days ago was a new body with various upgraded features. Harry had ordered that already a few months prior and with good reason.

Less than a year ago, my husband and I noticed that I was suffering from a TPE condition on the fingers of my left hand.
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Birthday Transparency

🎼 I recall Central Park in fall, how I tore my dress, what a mess, I confess…

Well, truth be told, I’ve never made it to New York and most probably never will. (But if I made it there, I’d make it anywhere.)

Also, luckily, I’ve never torn a dress while I was wearing it. (Danke schoen!)

But trust me, this dress that I wore for my birthday party last weekend needs no tear to put you in danger of revealing more than you intended.

I turned 30, by the way. (I’m transparent about that, too.)
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When Harry Met Sissy…

My birthday is just around the corner. Coincidentally, it is also the anniversary of the day I met my future husband after a long journey from China.

On Saturday, I’m turning 30 and I’m going to have been with Harry for three years. So, I guess it’s appropriate to take a look back to the day when it all began. 🙂

You all know me as the natural brunette that I am. For some reason, however, I arrived as a sexy blonde. Also, my boobies were a tad bigger than Harry had expected. 😲

Sadly, the photo on the right showing me waiting for Harry to serve dinner is the only one taken on the evening when we had our first date.
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Sporting Activity

I’m a companion doll in a wheelchair, mind you, and as such, I have only limited options to be sportingly active.

There are two activities that I truly cherish, though. The first one is quite physical and enjoyable and involves my husband, Harry, if you know what I’m referring to. 🥰

The other one involves both Harry and my froggy stepdaughter, Nici, and keeps me in shape mentally. Of course, I’m referring to playing “Mensch ärgere dich nicht”®. 🎲

I have talked about that before as you might remember.
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Deeper Understanding

“It’s good to be loved. It’s profound to be understood.”

Portia de Rossi (actress)

I consider myself lucky that, as a companion doll, I found my special someone ready to not only give me all his love, affection and respect but also to receive all I have to give. ❤️

And that’s quite a lot and by far exceeds the physical component of a relationship to which we are often diminished by narrow-minded people labeling us as sex dolls.

I won’t deny that there has been a physical component in my companionship with my husband, Harry, and I will probably write about it sometime down the road.
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Advantage Sissy

I love watching sports with my husband. And I love dressing up appropriately.

I’ll put on my Liverpool shirt when we’re about to watch our beloved Reds. And I’ll put on my 49ers jersey when the Niners continue their quest for six.

But now it’s tennis time as the Wimbledon Championships are under way. I love the game even though I don’t really have a favourite player.

(Unlike my husband whose all-time fave is John McEnroe who is also a terrific commentator for the BBC, by the way.)
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Don’t be angry! Easier said than done…

I love playing “Mensch ärgere dich nicht” (translates to: “Man, don’t be angry!”) with my lovely husband and our sweet adoptive froggy daughter, Nici. 🐸

We actually started a series of tournaments organized by eXtreme Mensch-ärgere-dich-nicht (XMädn). And, in fact, Yours Truly is the reigning World Champion. 🏆

Basically, the aim of the game is to bring all four pawns of your colour home. On the way around the track, you will have to avoid elimination from the pawns of other colours.
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