IT is NOT as SIMPLE as it SOUNDS

Sometimes a father and his sons need bonding time - the activity of choice was a trip to a Walmart Supercentre for a delightful, deal seeking afternoon of happy spending. It was the perfect opportunity for a Me, Myself and I time at the comfort of our own home.

The last item on my compiled shopping list was a 'good priced ($ 10.00), waterproof mascara'. This is a simple enough item to buy- so I though -  and started filling up the bathtub.



Unbeknownst to me I sent my poor guys on a wild goose chase around the vast isles of the beauty department. Faced with the impossible task to make his wife happy (to find the right product at the right price), I received a desperate phone call from within the cosmetics section:"What colour did you say you wanted, brown, black or blue?"



One minute late the phone rang again:"What exactly do you want to achieve? Thicker, longer. more defined and separated leshes? Or rather 'glossy, big,. bold, natural lashes?'

Another phone call later I was asked:"Would you like the 'fusion edition?', the 'mega power', the Çolossus'or rather the eye brightening effect?'

I haven't been asked that many questions about a product since I first started buying nappies. But I love the fact that Dominic takes his task serious! And yes, he succeeded with this impossible task. He came home with a $6.99 black, waterproof device that promises to 'deliver the million Dollar look!' Don't you just love a man who thinks like you do?

My point is? Just a reminder that we are surrounded by an abundance of choices (but you knew that already)! Apart from that: We are all sales people! Take the product developers, marketers and professional sales folks aside. On a daily basis we are 'selling ourselves', aka our personality, to get something fixed, exchanged, borrowed, agreed upon, cancelled, excused, extended... you see my point. The real reminder is, we all have something unique within us! If we know what it is and use it properly, our I - Brand becomes extra-ordinary!

Or in more simple terms: Ladies, if you are in need of a peaceful afternoon, send your family shopping - make a long list and add one ímpossible' item to find. Learn from my mistake and give explicit, detailed instructions on the product you desire - or switch off your phone!.

DAVID BECKHAM COVER(S) UP

I know I promised you “Fright Night”, a haunted house filled with blood thirsty creatures roaming around during full moon, causing goose bumps, palpation and sweaty palms to every living soul. 

Unfortunately, this has to wait till the next time!  Something else came up and I need to get the following off my chest first. I am a woman- changing my mind / my script / or my intention is part of the gender description!

What or who spooked me? My de-railing comes in the form of Mr. Eye Candy, David Beckham.

Personally, I like his looks and I love the idea of him being a devoted (?), progressive father. Anyway, I spotted his latest picture in his undies for the H&M campaign (you’ve seen the one, taken by tourists in the tour bus?). This alone caused my housewife brain to go into overdrive.  Then I picked up a dated edition of “Hello’ magazine during my holy hour at the library! Here he is again, Mr. Handsome, besotted father with his daughter in his arms. I can’t remember the quote exactly, but it went something like this:

“Now that I have a daughter I can’t run around half dressed anymore”

Or did he actually say “naked”? Or was it “...in my boxer shorts anymore”?

Is he joking? Or does a prude lurk inside this well chiselled, well camouflaged body of his?

If this is the truth can I make the assumption that his three boys have never seen Victoria in her Eve costume? (This should read “Adams costume” actually. But you will only get this pun if you know her maiden name)!  

For Goodness sake David, get real! Your daughter has three brothers. Sooner or later, at one occasion or another, she will find out what that dangly thingy is you guys have and we girls don’t.

Of course, it is your own business how to bring up your children!  But wouldn’t you agree that it is much easier to let it all ‘hang out’ or simply grin and bear it - at least in your own home?  Confined to your own four walls? Let’s face it: If you can’t run around naked within your own four walls, where else can you?  And if you do, look what happened to the future Queen of England.

 If your children won’t see their own parents naked - how else will they learn about the small differences?  Where else should their see it or learn from? At their friends house (I hope not!), on TV (most likely), at a peep-show (Holy C.., better late than never?), on the beach (you have some explaining to do right there and then) or in some books and magazines (probably the safest bet).

As for me, I whole heartedly support the ‘no secret’ policy! -  That’s what we did (and still do?) in Germany.

My three boys know how I look like.  I never made a big deal about it. And the result?  They don’t really care about this whole subject on being nude!

 Do you agree? Is this part of being extra-ordinary? To me it is!

On this note, I wonder what is going on in Madonna’s house!

Happy to hear from you!