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Solid Wood Changing Tables
- Solid wood is a term most commonly used to distinguish between ordinary lumber and engineered wood, but it also refers to structures that do not have hollow spaces.
- Solid wood means that it is composed of wood with no particle board or wood fiber. It's the resulting board milled from the tree. Au naturel, if you will. Solid wood may be hard (as from walnut) or soft (like pine or fir).
- Generally refers to furniture that is constructed using solid wood and does not include the use of engineered wood products.
- (change) an event that occurs when something passes from one state or phase to another; "the change was intended to increase sales"; "this storm is certainly a change for the worse"; "the neighborhood had undergone few modifications since his last visit years ago"
- Make or become different
- Alter in terms of
- marked by continuous change or effective action
- Make or become a different substance entirely; transform
- cause to change; make different; cause a transformation; "The advent of the automobile may have altered the growth pattern of the city"; "The discussion has changed my thinking about the issue"
- Postpone consideration of
- Present formally for discussion or consideration at a meeting
- (table) postpone: hold back to a later time; "let's postpone the exam"
- (table) a set of data arranged in rows and columns; "see table 1"
- (table) a piece of furniture having a smooth flat top that is usually supported by one or more vertical legs; "it was a sturdy table"
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Dream On Me Liberty Collection 3 Drawer Changing Table, White
This solid wood changing table from Dream On Me is perfect for any nursery! The Changing Table in Cherry includes a comfy mattress pad for changing, safety straps, and a classic sleigh design. A stylish and practical choice at an affordable price. Features: Solid wood changing table in White Three sturdy drawers Comfortable changing padSafety strap Easy assembly; tools for assembly are included Some Tips and Things to Keep In Mind... A changing table consists of a flat surface designed to comfortably hold your child while you change them. It is also designed to keep your child securely in place during the procedure. To be able to use your changing table with confidence and ease, below are some tips abridged from Heather B's on-line buying guide for Baby Changing Tables: These comes in a variety of styles and configurations. Before deciding on the type, consider other features you would like your changing table to have; would you want all drawers or a combination of drawers and cubbies? Perhaps a cabinet-style changing table? If you are hesitant about buying a changing table because of its short life span, consider the type that can be repurposed as a dresser or storage chest. Safety straps, also referred to as restraining straps, are typically part of the changing pad. They provide additional protection from your child rolling away from you or falling. While most changing pads come with these straps, some may be provided as a separate purchase. Always use safety straps and keep one hand on your child at all times for added support. It is advisable to register your changing table with its manufacturer. In the event of any product recalls, they will be able to notify you first hand. To be comfortable and be able to move easily and without straining or bending, the changing table should be at your waist height. Give your changing table a good wipe-down after each use, so it will be fresh, clean, and ready for next time. If you opted for a fabric cha
The Table~1:12th Scale
“A Little Tale”… When you are immortal, time no longer concerns you. Days roll into weeks, weeks into years, and years into decades. If you have seen one sunrise or sunset, you have seen thousands… and they all look about the same. And, after moving every 50 years or so to a new location, changing your identity, and pretending to set down roots, gets old pretty fast. Not to mention having to be mindful to “age” yourself appropriately as the years go by so you still don’t look 25 years old and people don’t get suspicious. Yes, I was just 25 years old when I became immortal. You see, I discovered the Philosopher’s Stone. You may think I was pretty young to have discovered it at age 25, but to me, it was no big deal. I had an IQ then of 180 and, I am sure, it is higher now. And, yes, it is true, not only do you become immortal, but you becomes filthy dirty rich because you can turn any metal into pure solid gold. So, along with youth forever, I have uncountable riches. At first it was really a thrill and so exciting. To be young, very very rich, and immortal are everyone’s dreams come true. Well, careful what you dream for, you may just get it and you will find it is not what you dreamt it would be. I went everywhere, to every country and place 100+ times and bought everything from mansions to cars to watches to women to horses to art. I tried every dangerous sport without fear because I knew I would never die. But, after a while, it all becomes b-o-r-i-n-g. One big snooze. One house, no matter how lavish, looked the same as another; a car is just a car; and travel, well, what was there to see that I had not seen 200 times before? Life became a drag and the future stretched ahead of me endless with no joy, no expectations, no hopes, and no dreams. I even tried philanthropic work. But, honestly, the poor, sick, weak, homeless, and needy stayed constant. The faces changed, but the sheer number of them remained constant. Another drag. It was as if Universal Law has to keep the number of people who are poor, sick, and needy or the like constant. It cannot decrease no matter what you do to try to make an impact. It is a losing battle… …Then, one day, quite by chance, and luck, while I was driving, drinking, and texting in my Porsche, I accidently hit and killed a man. Thankfully, it was on a lonely road in the middle of nowhere and without witnesses. At first, I was horrified and upset. When I got of the car and looked at the body, my heart was racing. Then, when I saw the man, just an ordinary man, I realized I was looking straight in the face of death. Death… An end…The end. A period to the sentence of life. The man’s life was over and he moved on somewhere. No more daily grind for him; no more car pooling, no more walking the dog, living with the wife or going to work. It all ended by MY hand! All of a sudden a strange, yet familiar and forgotten, feeling came over me. Joy. I felt joy! How long had it been? I had no idea. I felt powerful and alive again. I knew I found my purpose for all those endless dull and boring years since my discovery. I was the chosen one who was to stop life for others. I could free so many people from the hell of their daily samo-samo existence. My purpose was to set them free. I was like an Angel… the Angel of Freedom. I was given immortality and made to suffer the boringness of life all those years so I could understand and, thus, be able to discover my true purpose. It all was so clear now. I was chosen to be the one who sets others free by killing them and sending them on. I am the period of their lives. I began to make a list of the all the ways to kill people. The list was endless and, being a genius, very creative. I would never be bored again. I felt reborn. I found my destiny. And, not only would I be setting these people free, but I would also be helping their families. They would have a chance to start a new life, inherit insurance money, stay single, remarry… the possibilities for them were endless too. It was all so clear now. But, what to do with the bodies? Well, before I discovered the Philosopher’s Stone, I had wanted to be a surgeon. I decided I would perform autopsies on each person I set free. Then, I would save their parts in labeled jars and send them to the families with a note. This way they would know their person was dead and they could then move out of their dull lives and start fresh too. They would have the proof of the death needed to inherit life insurances, remarry or whatever. I remember that day as if were yesterday. After my epiphany… [I] felt such a sense of joy that continues to this day. I actually felt rapture, the same rapture I still feel today, just as I did when I started my new life and began fulfilling my destiny… ~ Marsha J. West, Author (Edited for Flickr) These are my original designs, creations, and story. They are my creative property. They are not to be copied, resold or reproduced, reprinted, duplicated, used in
Typhoon Party on Okinawa July 1970
When typhoons hit, we were restricted to our barracks, so we partied. I had my camera on a tripod, and in this shot I'm the guy in front who was so loaded that I damn near fell over backwards after setting off the camera's self timer. I was dealing with jugglin' camera and flash exposure setting numbers in my head, had only been on the Rock (Okinawa) about a week and had just bought my first professional grade 35 MM camera -- an Asahi Pentax Spotmatic. So I forgot to smile as the flash went off right in my eyes and I fell backwards. Oh well, it's still a good photo to see some of my old buddies in. You can now imagine how fantastic it was for me when, after graduating from Photo Lab Tech School, I arrived on Okinawa and discovered that there were high quality component stereo systems well placed in every barracks and their owners were often cranking out rockin’ sounds from them. They were rockin’ on The Rock. On The Rock, the variety of recorded music that was available for listening pleasure was outa’ site. Some of us GIs had brought as many of our record albums as we could to The Rock, and the largest retail store on my U.S. Army base over there, the Main PX, not only sold record albums at the lowest prices that I had ever seen, there was an outstandingly large number and selection of them. I had been collecting record albums since I was thirteen years old. I was one of the first kids in my high school to buy the first albums of John Mayall and the Bluesbreakers, Cream, Paul Butterfield Blues Band, Country Joe and the Fish, Zappa, Jefferson Airplane, The Grateful Dead, The Doors, Jimi Hendrix, plus I had albums by The Animals, The Yardbirds, The Blues Project, Muddy Waters, West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, and I could keep on truckin’ with puttin’ names this list. When I flew to Okinawa in June 1970, I took about twenty-five of those albums with me, in a psychedelic art covered record carrying case. But (Hallelujah!) them army buddies of mine on The Rock turned me on to all kindsa’ new music. My good friend Bart, from San Francisco, had all of Quicksilver Messenger Service’s album covers displayed on his barracks room wall, because that was his favorite band. I had never heard of them till he turned me onto to ‘um. Bart had grown up living two blocks from the world famous 1960s hippie haven known as Haight-Ashbury. When he was a teenager, hundreds of other teenagers were running away from their homes all over America to go to “The Haight” to “Turn On-Tune In-and-Drop Out” but all Bart had to do was walk up the street from his family’s home to get there. Them other kids were infamous for bumming spare change off of strangers in order to be able to buy themselves some food to survive on. Bart said he knew it was a good thing for him that whenever he got hungry all he had to do was walk home and ask his mother what was in the fridge that he could snack on or what was for supper. I was in Bart’s two man barracks room one day when one of our barracks buddies walked into the room and said, “Hey man, I really dig this cat from England named Elton John, have any of you guys ever heard this album of his, ever heard of him before?” Bart, his roommate, and I replied, “No.” Then Bart told him, “No, man, we ain’t ever heard of him yet, but you can put that record on the turntable when this Pink Floyd one is done playing. We’re gonna’ finish listening to Careful With That Ax Eugene first. Crews never heard it before.” Musical adventures like that happened to us quite often on The Rock. There are two other notable albums which I heard first, through friends of mine, on The Rock that are still amongst my favorites: First Step by The Faces, with Rod Stewart on vocals and Ron Wood on guitars, and one of the most finely crafted albums of that era–The Twelve Dreams of Dr. Sardonicus by Spirit. Friends, buddies, and new acquaintances of mine over there often insisted that I sit down and listen to some record album that I had never had the pleasure of hearing before. Some GIs had great selections of Rhythm and Blues albums to play for themselves and us buddies of theirs. They’d add to our musical mix the solid soul sounds of Diana Ross and the Supremes, The Temptations, The Four Tops, Areatha Franklin, Junior Walker and the All Stars, and the hardest workin’ man in show business—James Brown. I love the fantastic 1960s-70s Top 40 songs that are still played on oldies radio stations today, but there are many other dynamite songs on those music artists’ albums that’re rarely ever heard by most people. On The Rock, and in army photo school, we were into what I have always been into, listening to whole record albums, not just the most popular songs on each album which were issued as 45 RPM singles and played over and over again on radio stations. We GIs had some great Rock ‘n Roll and Rhythm ‘n Blues and Blues and a bit of Folk and some Jazz and a little Classical music listening times in our barracks on The Rock,
solid wood changing tables
This elegant sleigh changing table has beautiful curves that will be a timeless piece to add to any nursery. It includes a 1" waterproof changer pad, safety strap, two shelves, and a drawer for added storage. Made of Pine wood. Features: Emily changer has the beautiful sleigh style design that is very popular. Safety belt and metal support under changer top enhances the safety of the changer. 1" waterproof changing pad included for additional comfort for your baby. Extra drawer under changer top for additional storage space. Made of Pine and wood composites. 1 Year Warranty Finish: Cherry