Don’t tell me what I can and what I can’t do! That is one of the things you need to learn about me…

I can be as stubborn as can be… and as obstinate… I could just start this blog post from here and go ahead… it would bring me to my point anyway, but I fee you need to understand a bit of what I’ve been through to understand why I took the decisions I today, and WHY I took the first line of this post as a personal challenge. I supposed it all started early Sunday morning.

Photo stolen from singlemummy.net

A few of our Blogging friends ran today the Adidas Womens Challenge 5K and as I was going to be in London for the Brazilian Film Festival at the Apollo in Piccalilli  anyway so I wanted to go and give some moral support, in special to Hayley who had decided she would actually RUN for the whole 5k. I suppose that’s where the story actually starts.

The Wife was a bit poorly that morning so I gave her some extra time in bed and ended up missing my train to London. which meant that I wasn’t able to make it to Hyde Park in time for the start… or the end of the race.

Yeah… I left for London early just to see her running and missed the whole thing… which made me quite sad really… A big hug later made things  better…

Ah… Did I mention I lost my travelcard at some point after t I left South Kensington Station? Yeah… So far not really my day… I had 5 hours to kill so Hales invited me to go for a tube journey back to her place just to kill some time…

The train Journey became an invitation go and kill some more time at her place with Simba (with loads of tickles and pillow fights) , her mum and her. I took the time to take some photos of her with Simba while we were there. I’ll post some of them later after they get processed (apart from the little sample on the side). We had a great time and I can say it was one of the highlights of my day. I’ll blog about the rest of my day later… For now lets just say it went all according to script up until the moment where the tube trains got delayed and I missed the last train to Liphook having to to take the last one to Haslemere in order to get back home. I even managed to convince the train guard that the receipt for the tkt I had bought in the morning would be valid as a ticket. and that’s when I thought my luck was changing… I couldn’t be more wrong.

When I got t o Haslemere there we no more taxis in the line, the taxi companies I rang were already closed and the guy at the hotel in front of Haslemere Station said only way forward was to rent an £80 room and stay the night to which I said : “No thanks.. I’m walking home” He laughed and told me

“you don’t think you can walk to Liphook do you?”

Well… as I said before… DON’T tell me what I can or can’t do… I took it as a challenge… First thing it came to mind was “If Hayley can RUN 5K I sure can WALK 4mi… In my head it was a simple enough plan… The Wife thought I was crazy… there were Pitch Black areas (well half of the way really)where I would be walking on the pavement… there were ups and down-hills I had to go through and I was carrying a bag full of lighting equipment (none of which was battery powered before you ask).

Would I do it again tonight??? ummm… after driving through the same bit of road tonight I see it was insanity…

I mean… I took this picture at some point…

See something there???? No??? yeah…. me neither… bonkers…

That was just before I fell into a ditch…and sat there saying

“please let it be a nightmare please let it be a nightmare, please let it be a nightmare…”

Well… it wasn’t and reality hit hard as I fell my ankle hurting for the rest of the way…

Plus I had to get home… there was no choice and no other alternative… I was alone in the dark…  and in a dangerous situation…

so I pushed forward…..

it took me 2:30hrs to walk 4.2mi… but I did it… Carrying all the stuff I had on my bag… and using only the viewfinder of my camera as light to make sure I didn’t fall in another ditch… just enough to see the floor where I was standing…

But I made it home…

NEVER tell me I can;t do something… I might just thake the challenge and prove you I can… or at least get into some serious trouble trying.

How about you? How do you usually go on about your personal challenges? Are you stubborn like me? Do you plan ahead? Do you go with the flow??

zya!

Yeah me and Hayley have released our Moshi Monsters Membership give-away the same week… ummm that didn’t work very well (for me… yeah she is a a lot prettier and  more popular then me etc etc etc… and I didn’t advertise mine enough etc etc etc so…

MOSHI Give-away at the UrbanVox HQ is back and following up on  singlemummy.net I’ll be giving away other TWO six months memberships, and FIVE one month memberships.

To win all you need to do is leave a comment saying something like “yayyy… I want a Moshi Monster!”.

I have also got 2 FAB Moshi Monsters T-Shirts to give away… and they will go to the coolest Moshi Monster Slogan to be posted either in my comments of on twitter with the hashtag #moshirocks .

Entries will be open until the end of The MAD awards on Monday the 13th of September and I’ll pick someone at random during the ceremony to pick the winners.

So… without any more delays… leave your comments and good luck!!!!

zya!

I have always said that I couldn’t wait until TB was old enough  to go camping with me… and how much fun it would beand all the fun things we would  etc etc etc.

Then last night I kinda sort of had my wishes come true…

Mum had promised TB he’s get him a tent so he could have sleep overs in his bedroom and go camping with me… Yesterday, of all days, she came for a visit… and brought the tent.

Well that’s fine and cool and all I started planning a camping trip for me and TB then she gave him the idea of camping outside in the garden…

Up until then I said fine… he can go and sleep in his sleeping bag and have a walkie talkie with him in any emergency case… I spend most of the night awake anyway I can simply stay on the computer and get some work done til he either gives up and comes inside or well… calls me on the Walkie Talkie. He had a sleeping bag, pillows… a flashlight… what could go wrong right?

Right??????

Well… the wife HAD to go and guilt me into considering that that was his first time camping… and what if he was scared.. and she was worried about him being outside on his own… and it would be a good bonding experience… etc etc etc…

So yeah… I ended up going out there and sleeping in the tent too…

Don’t take me wrong… I love camping… But for me it is all about the whole experience… prepping to go… packing things on the car… getting to the campsite and putting the tents up in the best place… the walk or the hike that comes with it… sooking up and seeing the stars… campfire stories… the works… THAT is camping for me… the whole package… what we did last night was… sleeping in a tent.

Wouldn’t have been so bad if the tent was designed for 2 people… but TB’s tent is made for ONE adult to sleep on it… So yeah… it was kinda cramped in there… That and I found out that The Boy had my sleeping bag and had left me HIS to sleep in… a tight fit… and it was windy… and I think it rained at some point too…

At about 3 AM TB finally realized that I was in the tent… But then again only because he had unzipped the sleeping bag because he flet too hot… and now he was cold…

I very cleverly convinced him that he would be warmer if he slept in his own sleeping bag and let me have mine… which it is true(ish) as they are both pretty much the same… appart from the fact that TB’s was making me claustrophobic as it is quite… ummm tight. And mine is wide and spacey… so we switched and everyone was happy…

Or at least as happy as can be…

At about 4am I heard noises outside and something animal sized thumped against the tent… I still don’t know if it was a cat, a squirrel, a fox or a rabbit… but it managed to wake me up… I felt like I should go out and check what it was as it moved around the garden almost noiselessly – incredible how when you ar in a tent at night all noises around you seem to amplify so much- but then I though better and couldn’t be bothered… it was cold… the tent walls were wet… condensation methinks… and I was warm and cozy inside the sleeping bag… went back to sleep until about 5AM when I heard noises in the house… The Wife Noisily blowing her noise… Lil One crying… and I couldn’t really sleep anymore… too bright… so I took the walkie talkie and radioed home hoping The Wife would hear it and answer. SHE DID!!!!

“You think is safe enough for me to go inside now??” I asked

“Yeah… if you want…” She said

I didn’t have to think twice… I asked TB if he wanted to stay or come and he said he’s stay and enjoy his “house” and that he would sleep there every night until school started again.

5 Minutes later he Walkie Talkied me…

“Daaaad… I need to pee and the zipper is stuuuuuck pleeease help meee… hurry up!!!”

I went to save him… he got in, went to the toilet an straight to his bed… As in upstairs… in his warm and comfy bed in his bedroom… It is now nearly 11am and he’s still solid asleep… bless him…

And I’m up…

Coffee anyone???

My grandma (yes… the wise one…. ) always taught us about the importance of choosing well our friends: “tell me who you walk with, and I’ll tell you who you are” she’d always say. If you take it as a raw statement I am sure you would disagree as I would too…

Now… you need to understand the background behind what she said… I was born in Brasilia, the capital of Brasil… a city that has one sole purpose to be and 80% of it’s workforce are civil servants or contractors working with some government agency or another. The idea of walking with the right crowds is 100% intertwined with being in the right terms with the right people (politicians, opinion spinners, etc etc etc.)… Or being one yourself…

Now… my family has always been in the middle of that circle and when I first decided to start working and making a living for myself Iwas setup to go and talk with senators and other power spinning peoples…either by grandma or grandpa (who decided at the time that I should be working on an embassy or something like that).

Well… I’m not very good at doing what I’m told…

Ever since I can remember I’ve been with the “wrong crowd”… specially after I met some weird people that call themselves bloggers…

No… wait… it was a bit before that… at the time the craze was chatrooms… I helped build one of the 1st ones dedicated to Brasilia and that’s where I met the dude who’s my friend today…And has been since I was about… 15 years old or so… yeah… long ago…

He is sort of my conscience… And in a way I m his… yeah… Our consciences give us LOADS of … ummm… unusual advices and they don’t seem to be very politically correct most of the time… but we have a laugh… couldn’t live without them really… hehehe… He is about 13000miles away right now… and we are still best of friends…

I can say I’m lucky… I have the best friends ever… They are all fab people and fascinating and all that. I would do anything for them (yeah… I have a few issues with limits…) But within them there is a very special few for whom I’d take a bullet for.

They are the ones that know me better than most and still take me for who I am…

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I am an open book…

Yeah… I’m easy-going and most times quite simple to read… but even open books have small prints… Mine are quite complicated at times…

But enough of me… me… me…

This post is to celebrate Friendship.

And thank God every day for a few special ones that I have had to rely on specially on the past few days. I am not going to mention names or situations, these friends have read in between the lines of the complicated book that is me and if… no… not if, when they read this post they will know I am talking to them and about them… and they know they have my unconditional love.

Once again this post ended up not being what I started writing…

I follow my heart… and I have got a huge one… I suppose is more space for the special people that make their way into it.

Rant over…

Would you take a bullet for a friend?

Last saturday me and Hayley finally sat down to do the head of the first video of the series to be released on MADBloggersTV…  The Video above is the result of my first try on editing it… bare in mind that the head was supposed to be max 4 minutes long…

It is being posted up here for your enjoyment.

And as we are here talking about Moshi Monsters it is my pleasure to announce that the guys at Moshi monsters have us two six month memberships worth £19.95 and four one month memberships worth £4.95 with to be given away to 6 lucky readers.

To win is simple: All you have to do is comment in this post and you will be entered into the draw. Entries close on Saturday 04/09/10 at 6pm.

Hayley is also running a similar competition at SingleMummy.net so if you want to double your chances to win head out to her website and comment there as well…

PS: If you are worried about the article published by The Sun’s regarding Moshi Monsters being a dangerous place to let your child to be online I have one word to say to you: BOLLOCKS!!!

Having visited their offices and seen with our own eyes the moderators in action (as we will later show at MADBloggersTV) I could not be happier to let my son lose in there. They even spoke to us about the incident reports and in half the cases they even ended up being other kids pretending to be adults. Even so, the number of insidents that might have happened (and fixed by their moderators) were infinitely small compared to the sheer amount of users in Moshi Monsters. It is not for nothing the Mind Candy’s hit website is the fastest growing kid site on the internet today.

Just to make my point even clearer… a few months ago the Sun posted this article which depicts the site as safe social network option for childresn. How come they changed their minds so quickly???

And before you ask… Nope… this is not a sponsored post… I wish it was as it would be awesome working together with their team… but hey… the world is not perfect.

Rant over.

Enjoy the video!

I am a very curious person by nature and my interests virtually have no limits so don’t find yourself surprised by what I am going to talk about today. It can be summarized in one word. One word that half the times is so full of misconceptions and preconceptions  that we never stop to make our own minds over it instead of following that age old descriptions

This word is KINK.

Don’t ask me how this conversation started but I’ve been talking about it with a friend for a while about it. When the conversation started I didn’t know she was an adept to a D/s (Dominanse/Submission) lifestyle.

Curious that I am I asked her if I could make a few (hundred) questions and she was so keen to answer all of them I’ve decided to transform it into a post / interview, to which she was just as happy to help me with.

Now I know some people will bet shocked and even think this is not an appropriate post to be found on a Daddy blog but I still believe it is a VERY valid topic, and if you read it to the end you will see exactly why.

If you decide not to read this post to the end… no problem… we can still be friends… no hurt feelings. But if you do please keep a mind open and you might actually find that there is something to be learned here, like COMMUNICATION… and you might even like to try one or two things in your relationship and find out it could probably be fun!

Well, ready or not… here we go!

The Setup: She is talking to her Master (or Top I learned later) and curious me doesn’t contain himself anymore and stars asking questions (the first ones are quite, well stupid really but keep reading and you will see why I did’t edit them out) :

For obvious reasons I will not identify who this friend is.

Me: How is the order of conversation between the 2 of you? He’s the one to decide everything you talk about and what order it happens?

Friend: It’s just like normal conversation.

Me: I thought you were “in character” at all times and all…

Friend: Well, we are… It’s not like Roleplay *thinks how to explain* conversation wise its just like any other conversation. I message him good morning, he replies, maybe gives me a task for the day or something, I tell him how my days going, he tells me how his days going, etc etc

Me: I feel like a fool now…

Friend: Lol! Don’t! If you don’t know you don’t know! My friends laugh at me because I don’t understand how their Vanilla Relationships work.

Right… at this point I got confused again as to what is a Vanilla Relationship… well… A Vanilla Relationship is simply non-D/s type relationship… I feel I should have known that… so at this point I decide to stop making a fool of myself and make some useful questions.

Me: How long have you been doing that for?

Friend: I’ve been in the lifestyle since I was 15 in fact depending on what u class as being in the lifestyle u could argue I’ve always been in it .  Just born this way. I’ve never had a vanilla fantasy, never wanted a vanilla relationship, I wouldn’t even know how to have one.

Me: What is your daily routine like? Do you get instructions for the day in the morning or something like that (her Top lives abroad))

Friend: At the moment? I wake up, put rubber bands on my nipples for 15 minutes, edge myself, message him good morning, then go about my normal life. He has a rule that I can’t wear panties at home but if I go out I can. Then when I get in from work I edge myself and put the bands on my nipples for 15 mins again.  At night I edge myself again and write my journal.

I had no idea what “edging” oneself meant so I had to ask. The response was:

Friend: Edging is where u masturbate (or someone does it for u) but only up to the point before orgasm, so you are right on the edge.

Me: Mo basically at the moment you are not allowed to have an orgasm???

Friend: That’s not the idea, the idea is that it heightens ur sensitivity and when u do orgasm you do it harder and for longer. I had an orgasm yesterday! But they have to be earned.

Me: You said that sometimes he gives you tasks for the day.  What sort of tasks are they?  What do you have to do?

Friend: For the past two days I’ve had to walk home from work with no panties on.  Yesterday I had to anally orgasm 6 times when I got in the door before I could do anything else.

The only word that came to my ming at this point was… ouch… so I decided to press on it a little further:

Me: Do you ever get any harder tasks for outdoors?

Friend: Bear in mind ive not been playing with him that long (2 weeks)!  And aside from that, not wearing panties has always been a hard limit for me.

Me: Do you get to suggest things you would like to do?

Friend: not suggest but *thinks how to explain again* ok, in a kinky relationship there has to be A LOT of communcation, I’d go so far as to say that kinky couples are far more open than vanilla ones. people have “hard limits”(things theyd never do – ie. scat, dead things, animals) “soft limits” (things that ur uncomfortable doing – i.e. for me not wearing panties) so when u start out in a kinky relationship u have to figure out what each others limits are, as a Top he pushes my limits to get me out of my comfort zone. if I was really really scared to do something then I could ask him to alter it to make it easier or not do it at all but I’d have to have a good reason.

Me: What if he says no?

Friend: His decision is final and if I don’t do it there’d be a punishment. I haven’t done anything to warrent it yet! Although he did mention figging.

Believe me… you don’t want to know what figging is… if you do want to know,  well google it. She told me that some people do it for fun of it, specially when it involves spanking too, but she is NOT one of them. She went on to explain the whole concept of punishment which will basically summarize as “if you are naughty and disobey something you don’t like must be done to you”. I thought I understood it all…

Me: Like the spanking bit we all associate with D/s then?

To what she promptly responded.

Friend: Lol! It wouldnt be a punishment if I liked it! Spanking doesn’t work as punishment for me cos I love it so I’d just do stuff to piss them off so they’d do it.

I am not going to to pretend I understand it all or that I agree with it all and there are so many variations on the lifestyle that it would take a life long to try and understand all of it.

I do admire the  level of confidence one has to have in their partner to get into the whole thing and the amount of communication skills you HAVE to develop to make things work. There are many many forms of love… And to be fair… who are we to judge?

I don’t think I would ever be able to adopt it as a lifestyle but I’d seriously like to give it a “try for the kink of it”… That is, if the wife agrees on it (only problem is she might decide she want’s to be Master… that could be a problem… )

How about you??? Have you ever tried it??? would you ever consider it??? What are your thought on the matter???

What would you do if you became the ruler of the world?

I mean so many people have tried to do it… conquer the world I mean… the Egyptian, the greek, the roman, the nazi, the corporations… Everyone wants to rule the world. But what would you actually do if you had the power???

I know what I would do if I became ruler of the world.

Call me selfish or crazy but no… my priority would not be stoping wars or ending hunger or combating injustice.

When I rule the world I will abolish school holidays!!!

Yes you’ve heard me right! And yes I have got my priorities right here… Considering that school holidays are driving me nuts…

You wouldn’t want a bonkers dude for a ruler would you?

After that I would abolish money… yes… money is the second worse evil thing around coming right after religion (which I would of course abolish as well) and would change our monetary system to a worthiness based one. The more you contribute to society the more resources you would get .

Then I would requisition all armies of the world and would go and destroy all opposition… no mercy and no exceptions… Then I’d disband the army. With no more opposition there would be no more wars to fight and with no wars to fight we would need no more army.

Having solved all that I would then go on to solve all the other minor problems of the world (because without money hunger and sickness wouldn’t be a problem anymore. All resources are allocated to who needs them.

That is of course if I survive the first week without being assassinated by the kids that got their holidays canceled, or one of the big money hungry corporations and upper class people, or the church and other religious leaders (remember religion is power) or some crazy  genreal  that can’t see the world without a war to be fought, or if we don’t became pets or food of some invading alien race because they invaded and we have no army to defend ourselves.

I never said my plan was fool proof… But that”s what I would do if I became the ruler of the world.

What will YOU do when you rule the world???

There I said it. There is no reason to hide it, and lets face it… what man doesn’t like a nice pair of boobs?

This weeks gallery post is all about a picture of something we are proud of.

This week I am proud to be counted in the numbers of some awesome gals (and a few guys) that will be getting their boobs (and moobs) out for #boobieweds to help raise awareness for breast self examination.

Did you know that 1 in 9 women will get breast cancer at some point in their lives, and at least at a third of women will not self-check their breasts. Early diagnosis is essential in treating breast cancer, and that’s where monthly self-checks come in.

That is so not what I had planned for my gallery post today, but Mrs.TeaPot inspired me with her post and so here I am.

And I am not stoping there… I am inviting you to do the same and show some love for boobs all over the place… And you guys should do the same, yes… dudes have breast tissue too (about 290 men get diagnosed with breast cancer each year in the UK and about half doesn’t survive because he wasn’t diagnosed in time).

Get the out and proud like they did and get them out there and proud! Write a blog post and show your support, change your Twitter Avatar for today (wednesday), or if yu are too shy to do that, just GET THE WORD OUT THERE!!!

(All boobs shows down here are being used with the authorization of their owners and are linking to their respective Twitter accounts and blog posts)

If you decide to go for it and get your boobs (or moobs) out for self examination come back here and add your blog (or twitter account???) to the Linky thing bellow and lets have a super #boobieweds festival!

Have fun!!!!!

Nuff said????

No???? Well we don’t get it… I mean we all love a bit of a squabble once in a while just as much as the next guy… But we simple don’t get it.

Well… I don’t get it…

For me blogging is all about the fun and the sharing and yeah… I like the attention it provides just as much as the next blogger. We ALL have this bit of a voyeuristic tendency to expose ourselves to the world out there… Or we wouldn’t be blogging in the first place.

I tend to always say what I think… Sometimes without filtering it first… And I tend to stand by what I said if I really believe into it.

I think I’ve been lucky so far… I’ve never been cyber bitched… at least as far as I know… Then again I tend to ignore squabbles and babbles. Grandma is a really wise woman. She tells me all the the time: “if one doesn’t want to, then two won’t fight”. I’ve dealt with bullies before in my life… I threw him down a set of stairs and he stopped bothering me… Now understand… it wasn’t a premeditated thing… he had been bullying me for ages and I kinda had enough.. one day he tried to kick me… I held his leg in mid air and punched his nose… it so happened that we were standing in front of a set of stairs… and he fell down… After I did that I went to help him up and into the School Nurse’s office.

That guy became part of my circle of friends later that same year.

What do I want to say with that? Well… it is so much simpler to solve a problem with a sincere chat instead of throwing someone down the stairs.

I don’t mean publicly attacking each other in forums or twitter or blog posts… As we can see that only makes matters worse… solve it in private… if you don;t want or can’t meet up face to face even an msn chat would solve it.

If it doesn’t work… well then agree to disagree and let everyone go his/her own way… block each other… stop reading each other posts… STOP POSTING ABOUT EACH OTHER…

Live and let live… without the drama… Life is short enough and full of dramas enough in itself for us to create more online dramas.

I had to get myself into one of these squabble babbles this morning because it was getting on my nerves already… It was so simple to end the argument by just doing that: live and let live… the web is big enough for every one.

And we are not in secondary school anymore. Playground rules do not apply.

There… I took it aout of the chest… It feels good! Wanna do the same?

Specially headaches and fevers… I would simply grind my teeth and wait until life is good again… and if you know me enough you will also know of my chronic headaches (the noes no doctor can ever explain).

Going to doctors then was out of the question… I hated doctors… Sorry docs…nothing personal… the one thing I had against you is that every time I went to see one of you I’d spend hours or days at the hospital… then again I would only go to hospital when I really couldn’t bare pain or lack of breath anymore.

I have always been like that… I’d miraculously feel better at the mere mention of a visit to the docs…

That is until TB was born.

I could cope with any pain myself, but don;t ask me to cope with my kiddo’s pain. My first instinct is always to give them some Nurofen!

I few weeks back I was invited to go to press/bloggers briefing about the release of a website called mumschool.com a new tool for mums and dads out there. It was a really early morning and the commute with Lil one wasn’t ideal but I am glad we went to this briefing.

They had 2 invited guests: Doctor Sarah Jarvis and health visitor Dawn Kelly and the amount of information they’ve pumped into us  was enough to fill 3 or 4 different topics for a series of videos.

So from today and going for 3 weeks I’ll release a series of 3 videos covering everything that was spoken at this briefing.

So… Mum’s and Dad’s Mum’s School is in session starting with Dr. Sarah Jarvis making a comparison between Paracetamol and Nurofen and when should you actually give them to your children.

If you still have any doubts or for more info on what was covered in today’s video please visit mumschool.com

If you find this post useful please let me know and even after the series is over I’ll try and run more articles on that

Enjoy!