May 15th, 2013 by Kelly Green
First impressions are incredibly powerful. The first young man who walks through my doorway asking permission to take my daughter to the church social had best be on point when it comes to manners and appearance. Take into consideration one of the guidelines I have found to clarify my position with hopeful young men on the subject of first impressions.
â€œI am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don’t take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact, come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist.â€
I have several other rules regarding first impressions and young men seeking to date my daughters, most advice concludes with warnings of shovels and large empty plots of land.
But I digress.
First impressions are powerful. If I come to your place of business and the first thing I see is a raggedy, faded, undersized, entrance mats or indoor carpet mats it immediately starts you out at a distinct disadvantage and as you may have surmised, I am not as forgiving as I could be.
Nice, crisp, colorful, logo mats from MatsMatsMats.com can go a long way in developing a fantastic first impression. It shows that you care what we, the consumer, think when we enter your premises for the first or fiftieth time. It shows you want to create a first impression and that you care about the interior of your establishment as well.
Conversely, having rotting, nasty, dirty, slovenly commercial entry mats makes me want a shovel and an empty plot of land. Figuratively speaking, of course.
May 8th, 2013 by Ben Gonzalez
Oh, Iâ€™m sorry. I didnâ€™t notice you reading there. I am seriously sleep deprived. I think Iâ€™ve touched on this topic before but I have a son. His name is Bobby and he has a crepuscular eating disorder. This means that he enjoys eating copious amounts of food at dawn and twilight. Occasionally heâ€™ll nibble throughout the day, but he gets up before his parents. A typical night will consist of me being out for the count rolled up with my body pillow sometime around 11:30pm midnight if Iâ€™m lucky. By 5:00am, he swats me across the face a couple of times knocking my sleeping mask off to wake me and then stares. Just stares… You see, Bobby is a cat. And what a cat. Heâ€™s an adorable little loverboy. There isnâ€™t a single violent bone on the catsâ€™ body and heâ€™s soft as a pillow. However, he is not the cleanest eater.
After stumbling my way half awake to the fridge to get him some wet food pre-dawn, I usually kick the dish on accident, spill some water, and on my worst mornings, step right ON his food from the day before… This is unacceptable according to my girlfriend, so it has been decide for me to make the investment in a pet placemat, as if we don’t have enough pet products already. That way if I spill more of the cats food (again, ME not the cat because that would be too far fetched), we can rest easy knowing that itâ€™s not on the carpet. The really very nice carpet that the cat grinds its claws on anyway. We may as well invest in some nice indoor kitchen mats and olefin carpet for him to destroy while weâ€™re at it.
Cats are jerks but… gotta love em.
April 16th, 2013 by Stag
I have recently built myself a new computer. Filled to brim with gimmicks, frills, jiggles and monster massive hardware! I spared no expense (quite literally), buy the end of this not so little build I had a larger, more in-charge computer and much smaller bank account. But alas it was worth it; fore now I can go into that strange and uncertain land of the interwebs knowing that I indeed walk softly and carry a big gunâ€¦per say.
However changing your computer, especially when it is a desktop can be much like changing out furniture and in many cases that is exactly what you have to do. Â So, I found myself again upgrading. However this time it was my desk, then my bed frameâ€¦and while Iâ€™m at it why not that entertainment center I was looking at. I even when so far as to get new welcome mats for my house, new kitchen mats and certainly a very nice bamboo chair mat for this new desk and new office chair. Not to would be outright injustice, I say.
So with my computer, bedroom, kitchen and front door up to date, new and shiny; all I have to do is get some new floor mats for my car and we are set. Cause anything worth doing, is worth doing right, right? Be it new toys and consumer electronics or home furnishings and home mats; once you get going it is very hard to stop.
April 12th, 2013 by Stag
Oh ya, oh ya! Spring is here! I got my new Spring kitchen mats with the flowers.Â Speaking of flowers, with flowers beginning to bloom and things coming back to life a smidge, comes the (for me) inevitable allergies. So armed with my navel sprays, cough drops and a horse-sized amount of antihistamines; I prepare for my days. Â Allergies are a cruel mistress, you see as George Carlin once said â€œâ€¦almost being sick is worse the actually being sick.â€ Â Allergies have all the tell-tale characteristics of your average flu; cough, sore throat, stuffy nose, headaches and confusion and just general malaise. Yet for all thatâ€¦youâ€™re not â€œreallyâ€ sick. It is some limbo between staying home and cuddling up to your body pillow as you watch season after season of your favorite mindless trash tv shows, and being at work and being productive.
Thanks, to the almighty Zeus for acetaminophen, Pseudo epinephrine, and menthol for giving me the strength and wind in my lungs to survive yet another Spring. Â If not for that, I would definitely be posted up in a corner somewhere, nested in my body pillow and wearing a sinus mask and eye mask; yes both at the same time! Â I become somewhat of a pre-Madonna when I donâ€™t feel well, as do most people I know. So when comfortable things are close or readily available I double up!
I certainly plan on bunkering down once I wipe my feet on my door mats and arrive home tonight. Sinking into the couch,Â and drown my sorrows in antihistamines till that sweet, sweet relief of sleep washes me over once more and I drift â€“ nay, plummet into that land of nod.
March 21st, 2013 by Stag
Now that Spring is practically upon us, I find myself taking several trips down the â€˜ol memory lane. In my much younger years I would visit with my family in Minnesota, with my grandfather particularly. He being the archetype â€˜50â€™s manâ€™s man; we would build everything with his hands. He worked at the local beer manufacture called Hammâ€™s Beer Company. If you are from anywhere east of the Mississippi river you may have heard of it. He also had a small hunting cabin in South Dakota. Visiting this cabin was always my favorite. It was something that he and I would do together, just the boys in the woodsâ€¦with guns.
I vividly remember the location, the smells, the way the light hit the trees and the cabin. It was truly beautiful. We would spend hours walking in the woods and looking for any game in the area. Even though we never really found much in the times that we went, it was always a great time. It seemed to be more about just getting away and being out in the middle of nowhere. It was as if we simply used the excuse to go hunting as the reason to be there. The cabin however was always my favorite part. It was so clichÃ© and seemingly typical of a â€œhunting cabinâ€. It was a log cabinâ€¦literally; my grandfather had built it in the 1930â€™s with his father, and had been used in our family since, even still today. The fire place was stone, and the walls were laden with trophies of he and his fathersâ€™ conquests over the years.
Near each and every door, from inside to outside you would find wildlife rugs of some sort. There was a great variety of them, from entry mats donning Malards, or door mats with Wolves and Deer. It was as if they had collected them over the years to don the cabin with Bears and Turkeys and any other kind of imaginable wildlife scene mats. I always felt that it fit to the cabin and every time that I see an indoor mat with a nature scene it makes me think of that cabin and the Springs that I spent in the wild Dakotas.
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.
March 7th, 2013 by Chris Aviles
Back in November I told you guys about that logo mat I saw at a car repair shop, when I had just gotten my business cards and was excited to hand them out. Remember? Well if you donâ€™t, I basically gave my card to a guy because his logo mat was falling apart.Â He never did callâ€¦
Anyway, I was back at that same repair shop just yesterday and guess what? Same dirty mat.Â It kind of upsets me. Itâ€™s not even the fact that the guy didnâ€™t call ME, itâ€™s more that he doesnâ€™t seem to see the importance in having good looking logo mats.
As a customer when I walk in the door and see the obviously torn indoor carpet mats that look faded it makes be second guess the quality of the business itself.Â Granted, they do great work which is why I chose them to fix my car the second time around. Had I been inside that office BEFORE deciding to send my car there, I would have probably walked out. Iâ€™m big on appearances and I like things to look clean and like there is some pride behind them. If you donâ€™t care about the appearance of your business, how much can I trust you with my car?
The other thing I should have pointed out to him was without the border on his mat, itâ€™s now a tripping hazard. I only determined this because as I was walking out I kicked up his entrance mats.Â Plus, like I pointed out back in November, if a front door mat or any entrance mats are borderless, the water that is supposed to me trapped in the rug will seep out thus causing another hazard.Â The picture you see is the actual mat (I scrambled the company name so they donâ€™t get all huffy)
Literally, for the less than price I paid to fix a headlight he could have had a brand new, durable logo mat.
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.
March 1st, 2013 by Ben Gonzalez
Iâ€™ll be moving out of my 5 bedroom house soon. Itâ€™s a bitter sweet thing because while my girlfriend and I are looking forward to having our own space (we currently share the house with another couple… more on that later) where we can yell at each other in peace, I canâ€™t help but think of all the ways we may have made ourselves a little more tolerable to our room mates and vice versa. This inspired me to come up with a list of potential room mate grievances and solutions that can be ameliorated with a bit of consideration, poise, communication, and as always, a few mats.
Hallway noise â€“ This is a no brainer. On opposite schedules? Say you have to be at the office at 8am. Itâ€™s 7am. Youâ€™re pacing back and forth in those GORGEOUS 3 inch heels your boyfriend got you. All sounds good on paper but then you realize your roomies are in the service industry. Oneâ€™s a bartender, the other a server and theyâ€™re at this time on what is likely to be their fourth hour of sleep. To them your KLIK- KLAK-KLIK-KLAK back and forth down the hallway probably sounds like a construction crew is hammering out the floor to replace it! Thatâ€™s when you throw big, beautiful plush olefin carpeted floor mats. Plush, thick, and inexpensive, those kliks and klaks will be minimized and much quieter with good entrance mats. They might make you a pie when you get home out of appreciation.
Tracking leaves â€“ Seriously, fellas. MAJOR peeve of mine. Frequent smoker? Neither am I. As chores are generally divided amongst the individuals living in said residence, there is nothing more astonishingly irritating than the satisfaction of a clean tile floor, a vacuumed carpet, and the smell of cleanliness up in your space. Unless 10 minutes after youâ€™re done, you see the little trails of dry leaves, twigs, and other crap already decoration your living room area rug from the incessant smoke breaks. Throw that piece of crap entry mat out and get yourself clean scrape mats for the outside of the door and a nice brush-and-clean for the inside. The double action scraping will be sure to put the hold on all that debris from your backyard. In-n-out will no longer be a euphemism for the annoyance one experiences from your friends/room mates having to take a smoke break from life every 20 minutes.
Exercise â€“ Thereâ€™s not a lot one can do when they share a common area. When the common living room area is the largest and most easily accessible to rock that Tae-Bo or whatever other dated exercise fab youâ€™re into, it can be pretty annoying to hear the jumping and pouncing of intense cardio while that roomie sweat and fitness juice drips on to the rug I like to lay on with cats on occasion. Donâ€™t be a jerk and get yourself exercise mats. Be it soft tiles, a folding mat, or even simple easy yoga mats, get something your roomies wonâ€™t have to think twice about laying down to watch tv on â€œthat wet-spotâ€™ over there.
Lastly, if it gets really, really, really bad. You can just move. Seriously, though, Iâ€™m gonna miss where I live.
January 31st, 2013 by Stag
The rains are here in good old Southern California and thus the hazards that come with it.Â You see here in California, and especially in the Los Angeles area, no one knows how to drive in the rain!Â Despite the fact that we have one of the highest percentages per population of drivers on the road, and a huge transit system, it wouldn’t seem that a little bit of water just frightens everyone.Â I think that if anyone in Los Angeles ever saw real weather they would cower and hide.
Driving is not the only hazard in Cali with the rains, oh no! You see we just are not equipped to deal with weather, of any kind.Â We donâ€™t have real seasons here, just Fall and Summerâ€¦thatâ€™s about it.Â So when it rains and things get wet, people in buildings, offices, and even retail locations donâ€™t think about putting down entry mats.Â These mat runners are very useful for giving us patrons and employees a bit a traction on our wet feet as we cross in over that nicely polished, slick floor just waiting to claim its first victim of the new season.Â I found this out the hard way this very morning.
So as I walked in, coffee in hand, dreams of sugar-plums still dancing in my head, I did not even think that the floor didn’t have commercial indoor outdoor mats and that this would be a rough start to the day indeed.Â So before I knew it I was staring at the ceiling, on my back, coffee still in hand (I have my priorities you see) and wondering what just happened.
Needless to say after this little snafu, when I came downstairs later for lunch; low and behold nice new office entry mats lay in front of the door.Â Â Despite my little brush with death this morning, I am certainly glad to see that tomorrow there will not be a repeat of it.Â So watch your step, drive safely and here is to a short Winter.