"You'll take what we provide for you, and you'll cherish it!"

Driving back from a morning motion picture with Julia, my girl, I read the above maxim on the over of a truck. I foreseen with interest as we approached the red light understanding that at any minute the light would turn green providing for me a look-see concerning who or what would speak to a pretentious saying. As the medium sized white truck turned the corner, the cabinetmaker's name had taken residency in my long haul memory. 

Promptly an experience from weeks earlier appeared to settle up against the newcomer in my memory and I start to handle a message - a brilliant string that unites one disconnected episode to the next. 

Costco keeps my week after week shopping spree an escapade. Have you ever perceived that their items move around habitually? It's bothersome, and a detriment for anybody on a tight calendar. A blessed few have the advantage of moseying the paths. Honestly, quite a long time ago, that was I. 

My available time as a homemaker is about non-existent. Be that as it may, as Julia develops and gets to be more autonomous, my stolen minutes for composing and seeking after the yearning to be heard have provided for me the included quality to proceed with this regularly difficult and requesting occupation called parenthood. Still, I realize that however Julia, a two and half year old, is unequipped for verbalizing her appreciation for her parent's offerings, in time the products of the soil of our choices will be apparent. 

This specific day I was on a mission to discover Little Swimmers, disposable swimpants. Costco infrequently has proficient reps wandering or working the distribution center walkways, yet I did figure out how to discover an adolescent chap hurrying, and was given an exact area of my solicitation. I crisscross in close vicinity to the checkouts with my expansive metal truck fit for two kids surrounding the fortune. On my way, I caution my womanly route framework and spot an easily dressed yet cleaned man who is joined by a right hand holding a clipboard. 

"Pardon me. I was asking why Costco moves their items so frequently. When I go to the supermarket I can just discover what I'm searching for after a long time." 

"Ma'am we're not a supermarket." Okay, can anybody see steam originating from my each opening? 

"Has anybody ever done exploration to see exactly how much cash you're loosing for moving your items what is by all accounts like each other day?" 

"Really ma'am, the Little Swimmers that are marked down were moved to this area and have had an increment of offers. 

"I can see this is going no place." 

As I turn to continue to the checkout path, I can hear a weak voice that expressed these words, "I don't have time for that." 

Where has all the appreciation gone? Why was I being dealt with like no one important… a nothing? Do they know I drop in any event a hundred each time I shop there? Also, why didn't I have a coupon! 

I was thinking about whether I were a normal tall blonde lady would I have picked up more consideration and worship. Most likely. A reality I don't effectively own up to. I'm a brunette of normal stature and weight. Nothing to keep the enthusiasm of a man craving for some lovin' that is beyond any doubt. Some time ago however, I could be taken note. 

Generally, the truck signage and the ungainly trade with the director at Costco affirm my bafflements with expansive retail chains and super chains. As I check my mental rundown of reasons, this one emerges among every one of them: They couldn't care less what I think, and I'll take what they provide for me… and affection

Miscellaneous Debris

Miscellaneous Debris is an EP of five cover songs by Primus, released on March 12, 1992. The entire EP features bassist Les Claypool with his then-new fretless six-string Carl Thompson bass, nicknamed the "Rainbow Bass." In his review for All music, Stephen Thomas Erlewine describes the EP as "Primus' best release". He notes that the band "plays actual songs instead of sketching out a few ideas as an excuse for jamming", which means that "Miscellaneous Debris isn't as weird and alienating as previous albums", concluding that the band's covers "show flashes of brilliance, largely due to the loose yet focused musicianship.

Matter

Matter is anything that occupies space and has rest mass (or invariant mass). It is a general term for the substance of which all physical objects consist. Typically, matter includes atoms and other particles which have mass. Mass is said by some to be the amount of matter in an object and volume is the amount of space occupied by an object, but this definition confuses mass and matter, which are not the same.Different fields use the term in different and sometimes incompatible ways; there is no single agreed scientific meaning of the word "matter," even though the term "mass" is better-defined.

For much of the history of the natural sciences people have contemplated the exact nature of matter. The idea that matter was built of discrete building blocks, the so-called particulate theory of matter, was first put forward by the Greek philosophers Leucippus (~490 BC) and Democritus (~470–380 BC). Over time an increasingly fine structure for matter was discovered: objects are made from molecules, molecules consist of atoms, which in turn consist of interacting subatomic particles like protons and electrons.

Matter is commonly said to exist in four states (or phases): solid, liquid, gas and plasma. However, advances in experimental techniques have realized other phases, previously only theoretical constructs, such as Bose–Einstein condensates and fermionic condensates. A focus on an elementary-particle view of matter also leads to new phases of matter, such as the quark–gluon plasma.

In physics and chemistry, matter exhibits both wave-like and particle-like properties, the so-called wave–particle duality.

In the realm of cosmology, extensions of the term matter are invoked to include dark matter and dark energy, concepts introduced to explain some odd phenomena of the observable universe, such as the galactic rotation curve. These exotic forms of "matter" do not refer to matter as "building blocks", but rather to currently poorly understood forms of mass and energy.

A Good Day

Did you ever wonder what a "good day" was for a typical stay-at-home mom?

Here is how yesterday went:
~Woke up, had coffee and a light breakfast.
~Prepared breakfast for my daughter.
~Posted on my blog.
~Visited from my blogroll.
~Went to a scheduled weekly Bible Study that provides free childcare.
~Had a quick lunch at Costco to include a chocolate and vanilla swirl to share.
~Went to a have a scheduled manicure and pedicure.
~Home for my daughter’s bath time and hair washing.
~Watched an hour of Oprah.
~Dusted and wiped down the television and stand.
~Landscapers cleaned fallen debris in my front yard from the damage of frost weeks ago.
~Read more than one passage in my Bible and completed a few pages of homework for study while my daughter napped.
~Brought my car to the gas station to fill up and vacuum out fallen leaves and twigs from our front yard tree.
~Made dinner, ate, and fed my daughter.
~Listened and observed my husband watching a special on Corvettes.
~Cleaned the counters off.
~Cleaned out the frig from last week's unused leftovers.
~Rinsed out both the vegetable and cold cut bins in the frig.
~Conversed with my husband about his job.
~Had a hot uninterrupted shower.
~Read a story to my daughter.
~Went to sleep.

The successes were small and probably not as significant to those of you who are still single or without children. However, to those who are parents I know you can relate. Yesterday was rewarding considering all its accomplishments. It was a productive day! Unfortunately, this is not a usual occurrence, but when it does, the day is played as a finely tuned orchestra who has practiced and prepared to produce a symphony whereby each hour segues into the next without a hint of transition. I was calm, centered, and valued my choice to be a mom.

Friendships

Have you heard that people come into our life for a reason, a season or a lifetime?

What a phenomenal statement filled with wisdom as we sort out which friend is in what category. It certainly puts into perspective those relationships that have drifted, those that remain a source of constant support, and all the rest, which were for a season.

In researching, I found that when friendships birth for a reason is it to fill a specific need or to show us something or vice versa. Friendships for a season are to share, grow, and learn together. Lifetime friendships are for lifetime lessons that build upon one another forming a solid foundation. Furthermore, we are to accept the lessons, love the person, and put what we have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of our life.