This and That

I'm blogging this! And I'm blogging that! And that! And, oh wait, yeah, definitely that too! And this! And yeah that! And this as well! Yeah, and that! And this! And that, and that, and that! Oh yes, and that too!

Oh sorry, did you say something? Oh Cool. Have you blogged it yet?

Am I alone here? So much blog talk, so few blog posts........


PS Message to my Daughter ....... All men are created equal so you may as well go with the one with the cash...I'm just sayin......

May you all have the body of a 29 year old or at least may all your ironing be wet!

I was intently listening to an interview on the radio this morning about Extreme Underwater Ironing. I clearly need to get out more.

Apparently there are groups of people from Buenos Ayres to Berlin who can’t wait for the weekends to drag their ironing boards and irons to the bottom of the ocean for a photo opportunity. Just for a bit of harmless fun ......you know ....like watching paint dry. The better staged the shot, either with props or location, the more extreme it is. Originality is the key, and a warped sense of humour can play a big part as well.

How can I look at an ironing board in the same way again?..Well the truth is I've never looked at an ironing board for a long time....I believe it’s too much of an extreme sport on dry land let alone thousands of feet under. C’est la vie. I did notice though that 99% of the divers are men. They clearly see the ironing board as some kind of novelty.

Maybe we need to turn household chores into extreme sports to increase the take-up rate. Put your thinking caps on....

Speaking of a warped sense of humour, I haven’t done an update about The Des in a while (my dear old Dad).

Unlike everyone else in my family he doesn’t mind getting exposure on my blog. He's had another birthday since you last saw him and he's now 83.

The great thing is, he’s still experiencing some firsts.

There he is – in his skinny jeans. G-o-r-g-e-o-u-s! I had to edit my mother out, she's less inclined to enjoy the free publicity.

So what's so special about the jeans?

I bought them for him for Christmas and....they are actually Des’ first pair of jeans! He’s a Virjean no more! Hard to imagine, in this day and age isn't it?

He reckons he never really had the figure for them before now. It was the topic of conversation among his grand kids all over Christmas (especially when a few of them realised he takes a smaller size than they do!) and they are taking bets as to when he will get his first tattoo (or take his first Extreme Ironing dive perhaps).

No matter the state of his health his sense of humour continues to burn bright. Take today, for example, I caught him bragging no end about his wife (yes, my lovely Mum). I heard him telling a neighbour that he is married to a woman with the body of a 29 year old. My jaw dropped. No, he hasn’t swapped his wife for a newer model. His current wife had some heart tests done last week and the doctor said she had the arteries of a 29 year old. And true to form, Des had to put a spin on it! Perhaps it’s true what they say, laughter is the best medicine.

I don't know about you but since I've been blogging I take happy snaps everywhere.
I cannot even go to the supermarket without taking photos. In fact I took so many this week that I had to explain to the store manager that I really wasn't spying for the opposition. I just needed them for my blog..... even though I never use 95% of the pictures I take. But hey, this chocolate made me smile. Sorry its so blurry - store security were chasing me at the time. It's called The Marital Bliss Bar - 50% for her (pink) and 50% for him. Looks like a fair distribution to me!


And finally, I will leave you with a question -

There is a billboard (this is true) along I-35 near Wyoming, Minn., with a huge photo of former president George W. Bush and this question:


"Miss Me Yet?"

Well do ya??

The Other Woman

If you have the misfortune to be heterosexual, as many of us do, you have enough on your plate just trying to bridge the divide on how differently men and women go about all things sexual. Women don't need the extra headache of watching their backs with their own gender. But when it comes to affairs, the focus often shifts from The Marriage to The Other Woman.

We all have an image of the other woman in our heads: the calculating predator who moves in on happily coupled men. The cloistered, diamond-draped mistress. The office sexpot who's always just a little too close to your guy at his holiday party. She's a staple of novels, movies, tabloids, even history books.

Last week I was reading Adam Frayles' blog post called A bit on the side about extra marital affair statistics which I found really interesting.

Then I happened to read a comment on a blog which said "I hate any woman that steals another woman's husband". I had to read it twice. Yes, that is what it said.

Hello, this is 2010. I am really shocked people think this way. Am I alone?

You never hear people say The Other Man stole someone's wife, and you never hear men being referred to as home wreckers.

No woman can steal another woman's man, and no woman has the power to break up a marriage. That's a cop out to say that. It's always a decision the husband makes, a choice to step deeper into his marriage, or to step further outside it. Women aren't omnipotent sirens who lure poor helpless men, and this is true even of women who might have predatory leanings.

None of us has control over anybody -- as anyone who's ever tried to change someone knows.

Obviously whoever participates in an affair is accountable for their actions, but that's not the same thing as being accountable for the end of a marriage.

If a husband is having an affair, it's the husband who threatens the break up of the marriage. If a wife is having an affair, it's the wife.

The only threat comes from those inside the relationship not those outside it.

Well at least that's what I think.

Rant over. Go back to what you were doing. And have a great weekend!