**This article appears in the Tampa Tribune's
online section,
Tampa Bay Online, on October
3, 2006.
Read to the seventh paragraph where the
journalist talks about her great experience with Attend.
Buying In Bulk And New Addictions.
When you get married, you don't just marry the man or the woman.
You also marry his membership to a wholesale store.
Marry the wrong man and you could spend your nights wishing he
had brought home the carton that holds four dozen eggs so you
could make pancakes for breakfast. You have to make a lot of
pancakes when you have growing teenage boys.
With a lifetime supply of dishwasher detergent, paper towels and
toilet paper, you'll never be lacking in the basic necessities
and toiletries of life.
My husband had a membership to Costco when I met him. I should
have suspected something when he brought me several dozens roses
and enough red grapes to keep me fed for weeks. I knew he was a
man on whom I could depend.
My problem is that I'm an addict. I was a coke addict, as in
coca-cola, but I broke that habit last Christmas. I have not had
a sip of the bubbly brew since. Instead, I've been building up a
steady addiction to ice-cold unsweet black tea with lemon.
If I had the chance to buy certain items in bulk, such as cake,
I'd be doomed to a life of sugar-highs and caffeine headaches.
Reporter Suzanne Schmidt took a tour of the newly opened BJ's
Wholesale Club in New Tampa. She told me one of the things she
liked best about the club is the fact you can buy single serving
and individually wrapped items, not just super-sized gigantic
size packages of chips, chocolates and peanut butter.
Even though I don't want to have some items in my house, I love
the experience of shopping at wholesale clubs such as Costco,
which is the backdrop for an upcoming movie, "Employee of the
Month" with Jessica Simpson. I love watching my husband's eyes
grow big as he checks out the 60-inch flat screen televisions
and pushes a cart all the way from the televisions to the
produce section and then out the checkout line where he always
ends his trip with a special $1.50 gigantic hot-dog and soda
pop. When he buys me Hershey chocolate bars in bulk, he knows to
hide them.
If I could buy one thing in bulk it would be
"Attend," an attention deficit disorder
nutritional supplement I found online through the Attention
Deficit Help Center.
Even though I don't think my boys have attention deficit, the
ingredients in Attend seem to make them mellow and able to
concentrate on their homework.
I told my husband how shocked I was a few days ago when Addison,
my difficult 13-year-old, hugged me before leaving for school.
Last night he let me help him with a paper for school. Usually
he demands I leave him alone.
Addison is strange. He likes to eat healthy but does not like
the idea of taking a nutrition supplement because he does not
think he needs it. I tried to put his Attend in his eggs one
morning, but they turned them green.
"I know you put something in these," Addison said.
"Haven't you ever heard of green eggs and ham?" I asked him. "I
just don't have any ham today. Now eat your green eggs."
The other day I put some Attend in a bowl of chili for Addison.
Since he did not want it, I put it in the refrigerator for
later. The next day, having forgotten I put Attend in the chili,
I ate it myself. Even though I drank a lot of black tea that
day, I felt so relaxed and mellow I had to lay down and stare at
the ceiling fan for a while. It's interesting the way the fan
goes around and around.
I'm betting most teachers appreciate it when their students are
mellow and attentive, especially when they are taking
supplements that nurture their brains and bodies as opposed to
pharmaceutical drugs that might make them crazy.
Recently, I got him addicted to buckwheat pancakes with
blueberries. I have to get up pretty early in the morning to
make him his pancakes. But my mom told me it's my duty as a
mother. After all, I give his pancakes a special touch with my
own secret ingredient called Attend. Good thing I can buy the
pancake mix in bulk. I have a feeling he may be eating a lot
buckwheat pancakes through his teenage years.
And who knows, maybe I should join him.
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