We women, stopped trying to bring our remarkable female qualities that can only benefit our relationship, our career, our social circles, our community. We think of our unique qualities as something to be ashamed of, given our inner beauty and our female nature held us captives in a male world... only decades ago.
I could hear my thoughts clearly... sorry about the mess... ah yes, sorry about the stains... sorry about the piles of books, sorry that the rubbish is still in the kitchen as is the recycling, sorry that the hallway has some stuff in it and suitcases that we still haven't unpacked from arriving home from living in China...
Men United is one team I am happy to support, without question. Sometimes we have to turn a blind eye to our friends little quirks and oddities, I know I did. My best mate is an Evertonian, I am a dyed-in-the-wool Red. And that's exactly what Prostate Cancer UK wants us all to do: get your friends together and do something great to beat this horrible disease that affects one in eight men. Men United hits the spot for a lot of people and has got some top blokes in its team. 200,000 and counting - and I'm one of them.
So I'd imagine that most people have heard about the Blink-182 drama that hit the news this past week. As a self-professed music addict, I thought I'd chip in my two cents on the story. I'm not going to rehash the whole affair - a quick internet search will get you up to speed - and what I'm going to say doesn't have to only apply to this specific band.