Posts Tagged ‘kitchen mats’
Posted on: May 24th, 2013 by Kelly Green
A man’s brain works differently than a woman’s brain. After reading this one sentence, if you’re a woman you are thinking, “Duh.” If you’re a man you’re thinking, “Prove it.”
Although the brain is essentially the same bio machine, how it functions and its physical makeup is very different for each sex. Men have more gray matter, women have more white matter. White matter is responsible for learning, emotions, processing sensory and relational information while gray matter controls memory, spatial relationships and logic.
Women have 86 percent of their total amount of white matter in the frontal lobes. Men do not have any white matter in the frontal lobes of their brains. Gray matter in men is evenly distributed between the frontal and bilateral lobes, but in women it was found almost completely in the frontal lobe (84 percent).
So, women learn faster with an ability to control their emotions better while communicating how they are the boss in the relationship. While man is in charge of the TV remote and remembers how to get to the store for snacks quickly.
You may be asking yourself, How does this relate to door mats or mats in general? Observe.
Wife, “I hate the color of our kitchen mats.” (Emotion)
Me, “Didn’t we just order those anti fatigue mats?” (Memory)
Wife, “But I think when we refinish the cabinets, it will clash.” (Processing sensory information)
Me, “So maybe we should forget about re-doing the kitchen and stay with what we have.” (Logic)
Wife, “That’s what you said when I had you redo the rubber flooring in the garage and look how great that turned out.” (Learning) Besides, if you don’t get me those new floor mats, it will be uncomfortable sleeping alone in the bed.” (Processing relational information)
Me, “Why would you be sleeping alone”? Oh, On it. Where’s the phone?” (Spatial relationships)
As you can see, communication between the sexes is possible if you just understand the way each sex communicates.
Posted on: 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.
Posted on: 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.
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: October 22nd, 2012 by Ben Gonzalez
I have two nieces. Â They have been princesses, witches, models, pop stars, scientists, superheroes, and just about every other occupation you can think of. Â Of course, nothing could prepare us for the very creative ways that they go about fulfilling the tenures of their latest imaginary employment. Â I’m sure we can all relate.
The mess on the kitchen mats from the five-star chef. Â The crayon art on the walls from our little Picassos. Â Even the near flood on the floor mats from our bath-tub Jacques Cousteaus. Â They all serve to inspire us on the time where we really felt and thrived on the idea that absolutely anything we could think of was a potential occupation. Â
While we’re in the bathroom, let me tell you about my co-worker’s niece Emma.Â This little doll is a gymnast in the making. Â Her parents, being the good folk they are, have catered her physicality with gymnastics equipment and classes, the toys and tools that might make this little tike the next McKayla Maroney. Â This unfortunately, does not slow down the imagination and as she lacked gymnastic bars, she decided to do a little practicing with the towel racks in the bathroom. Â
Suffice it to say, these are most certainly not the ticket to fame and fortune, but might make for a good scowling form the folks. Â Lesson be learned parents: Keep the young ones occupied with the right tools and an extra bit of supervision.
Posted on: June 16th, 2010 by Charles Pruett
I think, very soon, I willâ€”admittedlyâ€”for the first time, will buy some decorative door mats and a nice kitchen mat for our home.Â But not just yet.Â Why?Â Wellâ€¦right now we donâ€™t have a kitchen in our home.Â No, really.Â The walls are mostly exposed.Â The sink is gone [thank goodness with new plumbing], no cabinets, weâ€™re down to sub-flooring, and weâ€™re waiting on a guy to come finish framing out the back wall for the sliding glass door that put our entire project on hold for nearly two weeks. Everything revolves around that sliding door being installed: the flooring, the cabinets, the sinkâ€¦everything but the texture on the walls.
Now, in case youâ€™re saying to yourself, â€œHe doesnâ€™t have to wait for the kitchen to be done to buy a couple of entrance mats to help keep the dirt out of his house as he and workers traipse in and out,â€ and youâ€™d be right; I just want the mats to serve as some sort of â€œclosureâ€ on the whole remodeling ordeal.Â Maybe Iâ€™ll just buy some plain, inexpensive door mats and replace them with the decorative kind later.