Miss Kate or Mis-take?

At last, an update from the official royal stalker...I mean blogger. Many of you have been on my case to get some info up about Kate and Wills. I haven't had much time in the last few weeks to write, because I've been doing that whole job search thing. This whole blogging thing isn't gonna really pay the bills in the future (allllllllthough...I do make a little profit if you click on the advertisements to the right...go ahead, try it lol). But moral of the story is, job search takes away from blog time. Therefore, if you get me a job, I'll have more time to write to you about my Scottish adventures. Incentive?

But back to Wills and Kate. Apparently my invitation "got lost in the mail" (or that's at least what I'm telling myself). Basically, I got royally screwed (not that way...i wish). I was pretty offended by my lack of invitation, so I vowed not to fall into the royal trap, but the pre-teen girl in me couldn't resist a glimpse of royalty. So I joined the hoards of people packed into North Street outside of St. Salvadore's Quad. And I waited...and waited....and, "oh is that...no?...and waited...

At this point, the crowd had pushed itself so close to the barricades that I was practically grinding up on the girls in front of me and nearly supporting the entire body weight of the girl next to me. Meanwhile, I had my hand in the air taking pictures of any and every person who entered or exited the quad, just in case it might be Wills in disguise. So my arm was exhausted. And all the while, I was thinking about how I should have been in the reception, making arrangements to be in Westminster Abbey on April 29th.

But it was all worth it for the moment when Wills and Kate left the quad through the arch way (see below). Unfortunatley, I didn't realize they were going to walk down the street in the opposite direction from where I stood. So I sort of missed my chance to meet Kate. Anti-climactic story much?

The only good that came out of this story was finding the Wills and Kate biscuits being sold at the local bakery. And at 1 pound/cookie, they were a steal.

Check out the pictures. I might have stolen the last couple from facebook (gotta love that new download feature).

The Scene

The street was lined with people from all over Scotland.

Saw some New Hall Friends!

and KATE!

"I never knew just what it was about this old coffee shop I love so much
All of the while I never knew"..it was because that's where Kate and Will met.

Oh, hello sniper.

Disgustingly cute.

I would be really jealous of him, except...

Royal genes come with complimentary male pattern baldness.

fake smile.

So cute, I could just eat her up.

literally.

Ordering these biscuits was interesting: Would you like to get the Royals head or their bust?"
Hmmm would I like Royal head or Royal Bust. "Umm both?"

Bye Kate!