Posted on: April 17th, 2013 by Kelly Green
When someone mentions meditation to me, all I can see in my mindâ€™s eye is an old guy shouting, â€œSERENITY NOW! SERENITY NOW! â€ But when my darling better half said she needed a Zafu to go with her Zabuton, at least I knew better than to say, â€œGesundheit.â€Â If my rather excitable little wife wants to invest in some inner peace quality time, all I have to say is, â€œYes please.â€ And, â€œHow soon can that be delivered.â€
For me, if push came to shove, I would admit that a little down time, meditating on, where Iâ€™ve been, where I am, and where I am going, would probably be very beneficial . . . right up to the point where I grabbed the remote to find out what the score was or the phone to order a meat lovers pizza.
However, my wifeâ€™s interest in this product led me on a merry chase as I looked for these specialty items. Imagine my surprise when I found all these products and more at MatsMatsMats.com. Did you know that the type of stuffing can make an immense difference to the meditator . . . er,Â meditate- ee. . .um practitioner.Â The covering come in cotton, eco cotton, silk (although if you have a silk Zabuton with a silk Zafu, I have no idea how you would keep from sliding off the mat into your Zen garden.
I also found something more along my lines with a meditation bench. (Of course I also picture me using it next to my mini fridge.) There is a Shiatsu Massage Mat there that I have been eyeballing. I wonder if I can convince my wife that giving me a massage will count as a workout for her.
Posted on: April 8th, 2013 by Kelly Green
I am afraid of my wife. If you knew her, you would be too. Donâ€™t get me wrong, I love her with every fiber of my being but she scares the bejeezus out of me. I pity the zombie who wanders into our house in the upcoming zombie apocalypse.Â Â Other men claim to have a wife who is a â€œknock outâ€. Mine quite literally, did knock me out when we first met.
In college, I was doing a play in which I had numerous prosthetic appliances attached to my face. I was in the laborious process of taking them off, when I caught a glimpse of a cute friend of mine in the reflection of the mirror. Excited, I bounded up, whirled around and leaped to her, grabbing her hand and kissing up her arm. . . It wasnâ€™t my friend. It was my wife to be, however, at the time we had not met. In a painful flash of elbows and heels I streaked to earth. I woke up just as my face was hitting the linoleum.
Although the story has a happy ending (23 years of marriage) at the time I was thinking, as various parts of my face were rudely displaced by an ever so solid floor, â€œGosh, a soft flooring would sure be nice,â€
Thatâ€™s where MatsMatsMats.com comes in, I could list hundreds of floor types that would all have been softer to face plant onto. Whether itâ€™s bounce back tiles, a softwood flooring product or just some good old rolled rubber. Matsmatsmats has everything to make a hard landing into a soft landing. Speaking of soft landings, they also have martial arts throw mats for the next time your wife throws you over the couch to get the remote.
Posted on: March 21st, 2013 by Kelly Green
Have you ever noticed that a woman rarely asks for those things that she needs? She may say, â€œIâ€™m thirsty.â€ But much like the character in â€œWhite Men Canâ€™t Jumpâ€, you can bet that she doesnâ€™t want you to bring her a glass of water . . . unless she does.
Iâ€™m lucky that my wife of 23 years is so straightforward. If she wants a glass of water, sheâ€™ll say, â€œNext time you get up, would you bring me a glass of water?â€ (of course what she really means is â€œIâ€™m thirsty and if you wish to sleep in safety tonight , youâ€™d best get up and fetch me a glass of ice water with a lemon wedge and 2 freshly plucked mint leaves and sooner rather than later.â€)
So when my darling better half mentioned that the floor in the kitchen was cold in the morning, I knew immediately that for the sake of my continued health, I would need to seek a remedy. I thought about buying long kitchen mats or some type of anti fatigue kitchen mats that would keep her feet from touching the cold floor and be comfortable. Nope, we already had one and it didn’t warm her feet enough when she stepped off the mat onto the floor.Â I bought her extra thick socks. Nope, they made her feet sweat when not in the kitchen. I raised the temperature on the thermostat. Nope, she needs it to be frigid at night so she can put her ice cold feet in the middle of my back (something about my garbled muttering under my breath must lull her to sleep).
I was about to buy a cat and glue it to her slippers when it hit me.Â There has GOT to be something on the internet to solve this. Brushing aside the heated subfloor section I noticed heated floor mats complete with adjustable Hi-Lo â€“ Off switch. It comes in two sizes and is perfect for that ever so cold kitchen or bathroom floor.Â I decided to get a heated footrest in our home office too.Â The lord and protector of the manor triumphs again.
Now I just have to decipher her apocryphal musings about what a dreamboat Hugh Jackman is. (Wonder if I should strap on Ginsu knives and leap around in tights.)
Posted on: March 13th, 2013 by Kelly Green
This has been a hectic week for me and my household. Iâ€™ve had teens, tweens and preteens, traipsing through my house like Sherman marching through Atlanta. My refrigerator has seen more action than the most common of clichÃ©s that you can think of that sees a lot of action. At the peak of occupancy, Iâ€™m sure Noah looked down from above and wondered how that many creatures could fit in that space and what were we doing for restrooms.
Just when I thought it could not get any louder and nerve wracking, the doorbell rings AGAIN.
Iâ€™m sure the teenager at my door had the noblest of intentions when they agreed to sell whatever the heck it is they were trying to sell and I am usually very receptive to these juvenile pitchmen as they wander through the neighborhood hawking the assorted candy, plastic junk, subscriptions and whatnots that they lug around. However, straw met camel. Camel started venting. Poor teen fled practically in tears.
This could have been prevented by the simple use of custom logo mats. See, these doormats can come with whatever logo or phrase you want or need to have displayed. My fault is that my current front door mats say, â€œWelcome.â€Â People see this and assume I mean it. What it should say is, â€œAn overstressed, possibly psychotic father of three, lives here, approach at your own risk especially if youâ€™re a male between the ages of 5 and 70.â€Â Instead I am getting outdoor mats that say â€œNO SOLICITING, THIS MEANS YOU!â€ AND since I am getting a vanity mat, I’m getting sports rugs for my Lakers and one for my Angels as well, since MatsMatsMats can also make those to order.
Posted on: March 8th, 2013 by Kelly Green
Generally speaking, I am a big fan of Multi-purpose . . . well . . . anything.Â Swiss Army knife, got one, sawzall, you bet, left handed glockenspiel, well, maybe not but still, you get the picture. If itâ€™s something that I can get multiple purposes out of, SIGN ME UP!Â Enter the Tote N Mat. It is so much more than a kids play mat!
How about a tool that acts as a cushioned surface, a backpack and temporary storage cube? Think it is of limited use? If so, you probably donâ€™t have kids. Going to the beach, transporting all your beach toys, towels, and food across a vast, sandy expanse that seems to rival the Gobi or Sahara. Next, tryingÂ to decide on the order that things get unpacked and set into the sand then the struggle over who gets to sit where. The original Tote-n-Mat is the ideal multi-use mat for a family on the go. It is a water resistant, padded floor mat that converts to a large portable storage box, tote or backpack. It also works great as a baby play mat or kids play mat, beach mat, camping mat, or padded, moisture proof, picnic blanket. Anytime you need a clean and comfortable place to sit, the Tote-n-Mat travel mat is at your service.
If your family is larger, just get more of them, they can connect via a Velcro border. There are so many uses for this tool that I feel like one of those 1970 â€œRONCOâ€ salesmen, â€œBut wait, thereâ€™s more!â€ Thereâ€™s a discount if you buy 12 of them, there are several different ways to fold it to create different uses, itâ€™s easy to clean so it can double as a baby changing surface.Â You get the picture? Great, Iâ€™m off to invent a Hammer/Axe/coffee maker and jello mold!
Posted on: March 4th, 2013 by Kelly Green
I like to sleep, and usually I can sleep anywhere, literally anywhere, no dialogue or protestations about it from anyone who knows me. There are studies that say we spend over a third of our lives in bed.Â I say they are vastly underestimating that number. Between power naps on the weekend, reading in bed and hitting the snooze button for the third time, I would say itâ€™s closer to half. Especially when you factor in the amount of time we spent asleep as kids and the amount of time asleep increasing when we get older.Â Not to mention the time we spend covering our heads with pillows as we struggle to keep them from exploding the morning after a particular adventurous Friday night when we’re lucky not to end up on our front door mats.
SO, sleep is goooood. And since we are going to spend so much time riding the bed sled, should we not then enhance the experience in as many ways as possible? I say YES! Here are a few of my favorite things.
1] Therapeutic Positioning Body Pillow – or as I like to call it, my snuggly. The extra-long cylindrical shape conforms naturally to my body and allows me to sleep like a baby, a whiny, loud, snoring baby. The pillow is made from pure cotton which I love and stuffed with premium poly-fiber, white goose feather, and natural kapok that molds to support your body.
2] Reading Bed Pillow – I read in bed. . . a lot. I tried several different normal pillow combinations and finally decided that I needed a dedicated pillow just for reading. And here it is. It has two distinct levels of support built INTO the pillow. I use it strictly for reading then grab my sleeping pillows but if you want, you can use it for both just by turning it around.
And finally. . .
3] Sinus Mask â€“ When sundown to sunup just isnâ€™t enough. In the winter, darkness last just the right amount but in the spring, summer and fall, the sun sneaks into my room and stabs my eyes with its terrible â€œWAKE UPâ€ call. This mask serves two purposes, it can be used to block that rude awakening AND it can be heated or frozen to provide sinus pressure relief.
Iâ€™m sure there are other items out there to enhance the time we spend in bed but these three are my favorites.
Posted on: February 25th, 2013 by Kelly Green
Boy do I love to exercise, thereâ€™s nothing like the sound of these old knee joints popping and crunching as I Â go through the latest Zumba/WII Fit/ Cardio Jam torture . . . er, Â I mean routine. I especially enjoy my beloved spouse of 23 years glaring at me when I donâ€™t show the same enthusiasm for this masochistic regimen of mindless agony that she displays: Â â€œSee sweetie, your gasping, moaning and sweating more than a politician under a recall vote is a sign that itâ€™s WORKING.â€
Bah. I would do almost any exercise if you could make it FUN. Make it fun AND competitive and you got me.Â Make it fun, competitive and something that can be abused when not functioning as part of an exercise session and it becomes subversive and wildly desirable. I am talking about the Exercise Ball. There are legions of fun routines that engage the core (the trunk we used to call it in the old days before new math). Almost any standard callisthenic type of regimen can be altered to include the Exercise Ball. Sit-ups, push-ups, knee bends leg lifts all get much more intense with the giant ball oâ€™ fun. There are a veritable plethora of videos online to incorporate into the workout. When you are first learning how to use the Ball, I would suggest purchasing throw mats or some type of thick exercise mat for softer landings. You may be wondering where the competitive /subversive pats come in.Â It is along the lines of, â€œTwo men enter, one man leaves.â€
For this duel, you will need two of the large balls and two of the smaller balls. Using the larger of the two balls you lie belly down on the larger ball, your â€œsecondâ€ helps position your feet on the smaller. Your worthy opponent mounts upon their own glorious steed of inflated rubber balls within armâ€™s reach. On the count of three you then attempt to knock your opponent off their perch OR lose control of the smaller of the two balls. This will get noisy. Make sure there are no electronic appliances anywhere nearby. Preferably you will do this outdoors, on rubber flooring out of view of the faint of heart. Variations include wielding various plastic weaponry and toy shields.
Posted on: February 11th, 2013 by Kelly Green
As a father of three very active children, I look across a veritable sea of discarded and outgrown toys, games, and activities every time I trek through the garage to my car. It always occurs to me that I should figure out a way to repurpose some of these leaning towers of misfit toys before I get buried in an avalanche of brightly colored plastic and foam.
One of the items in particular catches my eye every time I squeeze into the drivers compartment. Itâ€™s bright, itâ€™s campy, and itâ€™s still in great condition. Itâ€™s a marble kids game rugs game that was purchased for my son before he had the hand to eye coordination to use marbles for anything other than nose plugs. For most people, playing a game of marbles now-a-days would be akin to playing with a hoop and stick for my generation. I remember growing up and collecting marbles with the exact same fervor that my son collects PokÃ©mon cards.
The thought of this activity would not leave me. I located a place that sold large scale ball bearing for my â€œsteeliesâ€ purchased a â€œbag oâ€™ marblesâ€ from Toys R Us and set about dust busting that old kids play carpet. My son, who is now 11, was skeptical when I asked him to come play marbles, as if I had asked him to make a rubber band banjo (hmm. . . that may be a future project now). Soon, we were haggling over who got what â€œshooterâ€, â€œIâ€™ll give you the big steelie, if I can have the aggie and the marble with the flag in itâ€, â€œIf you get the first pick, I get the next two picks.â€ After a while the ruckus we were causing drew in my 13 and 15 year old daughters. My wife even got into the act bringing up snack and lemonade that we ate right on that carpet with no fear because THAT IS WHAT IT WAS MADE FOR!
My intention was to try and re-use, rather than throw away a garage relic. I gained an activity that my whole family enjoys AND I found that MatsMatsMats sells this online as well as several other kids activity mats. I will be buying the Parcheesi marble game mat for our new family game night that does not require a computer, game console or even electricity.