Welcome to the family Bob!

If you haven’t already noticed, either on Facebook or Twitter, I recently got a dog. His name is Bob and he’s a 6-year-old Jack Russell. He was Kate’s sisters dog. She recently had a baby and it turns out that he is allergic to Bob. Unfortunately, it meant that she had to get rid of Bob.

We agreed to have him! He’s been with us for the past couple of weeks now and seems to be very happy with us. He got some quirks about him, some good, some bad. He does not like the postman what so ever, which a typical stereotype for a dog that you usually see in the movies, but what ever. We have sealed up the letter box and asked the postman to put the post in our cupboard, which they seem to be fine with.

He loves his walks that we take him on. He’s very particular about where he will poop as well. Always around the same spot, which we find very funny and he loves his cuddles. He’s very well-behaved and always does as he’s told. I’m glad we got him.

I set up a Facebook page for him not so long ago. If you want to follow Bob’s life journey, head on over to his Facebook page, it’s full of photos and little status updates about what he does and perhaps what he might be thinking. Some of it is very funny!

I won!

Back in December I bought myself a new JVC camcorder. The JVC Evario GZ-HM445BEK. After purchasing my new camera, I decided that I wanted as much information about this camera as possible so I went to the JVC website, had a look around and the camera seemed to be everything that I wanted for such a small price. Upon browsing, I noticed that they had a competition for Evario owners, so I entered.

I didn’t think too much of it after entering. Quite frankly I completely forgot about it until I got a call on the 5th of March! I got a call to tell me that I had won the competition. What did I win? A brand new car! It’s definitely not the car I would have picked if I were buying it, but at the end of the day, it’s a brand new car that I have just won!

I am still waiting on JVC to announce the winners publicly, but I have been officially told that the car is definitely mine!

It's a girl car, I know, but at the end of the day, we now have a FREE car! Yay!

I managed to get the insurance from Admiral, who were the cheapest by far. It’s costing me £1019.77 for 12 months at £85 per month, which is pretty good, so I’m told. It would have been £789.31 if I had paid it in one lump sum, which unfortunately, I am unable to afford to do so before I get the car.

I should be going to London next week to pick the car up and drive it home. Unfortunately, as I am a learner, I still need to have someone with me that has a full valid UK licence for at least 3 years who is over the age of 21. If all goes to plan, then I will be able to drive it all the way home, avoiding the motorways, which should be a lovely 2 hour drive!

Shock Horror!

So, I got some random news I want to talk about. I recently got a job! I know, shock horror!

For those out there that know me, this is going to be a “what the fuck moment” for them. For those who don’t know me, I’ll explain; My last job was in 2004!

How come it’s been so long since I had a job? Well, my last job didn’t end well because of a breach in a verbal contract between me and the proprietor. We agreed that I would get £100 of my wages weekly, and the rest on “pay-day”. They broke this agreement, and an argument ensued. Needless to say, they fired me!

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Female Gender Specific Toys

If you go to any high street shop now days, or even search on the internet for girls toys, you will inevitably be inundated with prams, babies, cookery items, beauty products and the like.

I have recently had a discussion on Facebook about girls toys and how they promote being 3 things; a mother, a house wife or a whore. Every time this “issue” gets mentioned, almost everyone literally jumps at the chance to call me a dick and tell me that I am wrong, but lets take a few minutes to have a look.

Lets look at the definition of a whore. To quote dictionary.com “a woman who engages in promiscuous sexual intercourse, usually for money; prostitute; harlot; strumpet”. Now we know the definition of a whore, lets think about what the modern day whore might wear. At a rough guess she would wear a very short skirt and a revealing top. If you really need a visual helper check the photo below.

Photo from http://www.inquisitr.com/25563/man-calls-a-prostitute-his-own-daughter-shows-up-dbp/

We have established above the definition of a whore and what a whore dresses like. If we now apply what we have learnt to a Mattel product, Bling Barbie, would you consider her to be promoting “whorishness” (not that I think that’s a real word, but lets pretend for now that it is!)? I certainly would, and I would deny my daughter, Chloe, any access to such a product, simply because of that reason.

Image from - http://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-media/product-gallery/B000A7S596/ref=cm_ciu_pdp_images_all

Lets look at another word; Housewife. Again to quote dictionary.com “a woman, typically a married woman, who keeps house, usually without having paid employment”. If we break apart the quote and explain it some more it will easier to understand the meaning of “housewife”.

“A married woman, who keeps house.” If you look at that sentence alone, it literally tells us that, first it must be a woman and secondly they tidy up, they clean up, they make the house nice and presentable for the rest of the family, be it a husband and or kids.

“Usually with out having paid employment.” This tells us that it is the general norm for a “housewife” to be at home, keeping the house, without any financial contribution to the household. O.K. fair enough, if the husband doesn’t mind it, then why not? Well there’s the problem, why would a woman want to give up their life and dedicate it to cleaning or making their house pleasant? Where is the satisfaction in that? Going out and getting a job is a much more satisfying thing to be doing. It also makes you a productive member of society who actually contributes towards it!

“So?”, I hear you ask, “What’s that got to do with toys?”. Again, take a look at my first paragraph. Girls are inundated with toys that represent cooking, cleaning and the like.

My original point is that girls toys are all about promoting those 3 things; mothering, a house wife or a whore. I’m not going to bother to go into “mothering” as dolls and mechanical babies really infuriate me and by this point you are probably thinking that I have been talking for quite a long time! Well you’re right.

I am sick and tired of living a society where girls toys promote being a mother, a housewife or a whore. Why isn’t there a telescope with a picture of a girl looking through it? Why isn’t there an RC car with a girl playing it? Why is the astronaut costume got a boy in it? Why cant there be a photo of a girl shooting a boy with a Nerf gun in the advertisement? I want to inspire my daughter to be more than a mother, more than a housewife and more than a whore. Yes it’s her life and ultimately its up to her what she does when she leaves this home, but for now, I will not be letting her have any toys that reinforce an outdated concept about women, how they should act or what they should look like.

People think that toys do not influence our decisions later in life. There are countless stories in the papers, on tv and on the internet about people being inspired as children by their toys and later in life becoming a huge success and fair play to them too. This is the reason why I am careful with what toys I let my children play with. Toys are designed to stimulate and teach the child, to help them prepare to be accepted into society as they get older. To make a brighter and better society, we need to think about how our children are brought up and with with influences in their life.

If you think that I am wrong and that these toys that I have mentioned do not in any way promote what I have suggested, then please enlighten me in the comments  below.

The tonsillectomy

A while back now we asked the doctor about a tonsillectomy for Ryan. We did this because whenever he had a throat infection his tonsils increase in size dramatically, rendering him unable to breathe properly.

Yesterday Ryan underwent the operation. Ever since we got the letter through from the hospital, we told him that he was going to have the operation to remove his tonsils. We have explained the procedure and what he needs to do to prepare himself to the best of our ability. As with everything, we tell him the truth, so he knows what to expect.

While we were waiting to be seen by the anaesthesiologist and surgeon, Ryan found it very hard to sit and chill. He was excited in a way, which was a good thing. Luckily the hospital have got their own room dedicated to toys for the kids, which was good for Ryan as it gave him something to do while waiting for his operation. They even had their own Wii that the kids could play with. It had one of the games that we have at home, so Ryan was well away, owning me on Mario Kart.

At 10.10am it was time for Ryan’s operation. As we walked down to theatre, we were told to be “on the look out” for the people in the funny hats! As we approached the theatre, Ryan shouted, “There’s one!” pointing at a surgeon. He smiled and nodded at Ryan

We walked into the operating room, which felt familiar. It suddenly hit me; this was the same room that I had my vasectomy in!

The anaesthetist put Ryan’s cannula in his hand. Ryan was very brave; there wasn’t even a slight whimper out of him. The anaesthetist then put the anaesthetic in his cannula, literally five seconds later, he was snoring! Amazing stuff!

It had just gone 11am and I got a call from the nurse to say that Ryan was ready to be brought back to the ward. I walked with her down to the theatre and picked him up.

He was quite upset that I wasn’t with him when he first woke up, but soon calmed down when he saw me as he left the recovery room. The next couple of hours were spent relaxing in his bed on the ward. He eventually came home at around 5.30pm.