Do you use condoms on a regular basis? Do you currently keep those condoms hidden from view from guests and/or children? Would you be uncomfortable or embarrassed if said guests/children discovered your condoms? Are you interested in evaluating the ToiTissue discreet storage tissue holder for your condoms?

ToiTissue discreet storage

If you’ve answered yes to all of these questions and are willing to anonymously share your situation and thoughts on the product, please go to the Contact Us page of our website. Indicate ToiTissue evaluation in the subject and please send the following information:

Name
Email address
Age
Sex (male/female)
Relationship Status (committed/single)
Ages of any children living in the house
State you live in
How often you use a condom
Where you currently store your condoms
If you’ve ever been in an awkward situation regarding condoms (not being able to get to one without affecting the ‘moment’, forgetting where you hid them, having your condoms discovered)?

This information will be used only to select the recipients and will not be stored for non-recipients. We will not contact you again, other than to notify you if you are the recipient or not. Recipients must be willing to receive and normally use the product; and fill out a questionnaire regarding their experience.

If you have questions about this opportunity please send us a note through our Contact Us page. Please note we will need your email to reply.

When we started ToiBocks we expected people to like the product, we were in testing for years, what was pleasantly surprising was how many people take the time to contact us to express real gratitude.

One of the emails that we received was from a grandfather in Virginia. His daughter bought him the ToiBocks when her baby started toddling after the baby grabbed grandpa’s pipe, presumably thinking it was for bubbles. Fortunately mama caught it before the baby actually put the pipe in her mouth. Now whenever she brings her baby to her dad’s house, he puts his pipes away in his ToiBocks.

You may not have ‘adult’ category items to hide, but your privacy is important to you. We get emails all the time about a roommate/child/babysitter/mother-in-law/housekeeper who couldn’t keep their hands off and nose out of the owner’s things. It’s more than an invasion of privacy and often more than just an embarrassing moment. Sometimes, depending on what was ‘found,’ it can damage your feeling of security and you may be left feeling violated. Additionally you run the risk of the ‘finder’ sharing what they found. It’s one thing to explain your gag ball to your six year old, it’s quite another to explain it to his playdate.., or worse, his parents.

Keep the emails coming folks. We’re so happy to have solved your problem and so grateful you continue to tell us so.

So, lovers of ToiBocks, keep spreading the word about how ToiBocks is working hard to help keep your private stuff private!

ToiBocks solves yet another discreet storage problem… keeping your (expensive!) medical marijuana out of sight and safe from sticky fingers.

Entire review can be read here: (note this site is all about marijuana, if you’re offended by that please don’t go there) http://www.tokeofthetown.com/2010/07/need_discreet_storage_hide_it_in_plain_sight_with.php

Excerpt:
ToiBocks doesn’t just store and conceal your valuables from thieves, police, curious children, and nosy friends and family — this elegantly beautiful, high-quality cherry wood and velvet jewelry box looks great doing it.

About four sex toys, or 20 DVDs, or roughly a quarter-pound of marijuana will fit in the hidden storage space.

Serendipitously, it turns out the ToiBocks is also very good at sealing in the herbal smell of cannabis, adding another level of discretion.

Thanks Toke of the Town! We’re glad you LOVE your ToiBocks!

The beauty of ToiBocks is that when people go into your room, they don’t even notice it. It appears as a jewelry box and just blends in to everything else that is ‘supposed’ to be there. One recent reviewer is keeping her ToiBocks in the living room, right on a book case. She’s had her parents (and his parents) over and no one even noticed it, which is exactly how it was designed.

There are tons of different things you can keep in a ToiBocks, including but not limited to:
Intimate photos
Love letters
Chocolate!
Jewelry
Birth control
Household cash
Smoking materials
Medical items
Full size DVDs
Adult novelties
Any potentially embarrassing items

A few of our favorites:
- A teacher keeps a ToiBocks on her desk to store maxi-pads! She can keep candies in there too… keeping 2nd graders out of her personal business.

- A working mom puts her son’s expensive ($8 each ‘with’ insurance) medicines inside the ToiBocks (with other things) when her cleaning lady is scheduled to come.

- A business owner keeps his extra cash, credit cards, etc in his ToiBocks because he has staff in and out of his home on a regular basis.

- A college student keeps her tampons, money and cigarettes in the ToiBocks when she leaves her dorm room.

- A diabetes sufferer keeps her sharps in her ToiBocks, out of the reach of her nieces and nephews who visit regularly.

- A medical marijuana user keeps his marijuana, papers and lighter in his. Although not designed to be airtight, ToiBocks design does hold in the smell of marijuana well, so his kids can’t smell it… or get to it.

- I, personally, keep my Swiss army knife in my ToiBocks because my 4 year old kept ‘playing’ with it.

Regardless of your reasoning, ToiBocks can keep your personal items away from prying eyes and sticky fingers… right out in the open.

So, we like to ask… where do you hide yours?

I pulled these from articles on the net…

- Brianna’s mother and three other children were in and around the pool at the time.

- About 20 people were in the yard and pool area when someone noticed the boy, who had last been seen on a floating chair, at the bottom of the pool

Well I learned first hand exactly how a child can drown with a bunch of people not only standing around the pool, but with kids swimming just near the drowning child…

It went like this, a happy occasion, the last day of school! Perfect, right? About 15 parents and 10 children are hanging out at a friend’s house. I was standing about 40 feet from the edge of the pool having a conversation with someone when he made a noise like ‘eh,’ I’m not even sure what prompted the noise, but at that point I shifted my focus from my four year old, in his life jacket, standing inside the jacuzzi and I started watching an argument between an 8 year old girl and her 10 year old brother. They were hanging onto a float on opposite sides of a boy who was sitting in the float. The brother twisted the float so the sister lost her grip on it and she began to swim away.

Now the sister is a strong swimmer, really strong. I had noticed her swimming for over an hour now and she’s very skilled. She had, however, exhausted herself arguing with her brother. She started swimming to the opposite edge and a few strokes into went down the first time. I’m not a strong swimmer. I get in the middle of the deep end and I panic, having almost drown myself in a lake at 13 years old, I just don’t have ‘deep end confidence.’ I started walking toward the pool at this point, just to make sure that she was OK because kids do things that I would deem risky and they come out of it alright…

By the time I made it to the edge of the pool this little girl was a foot under the water in the dead man’s float. I didn’t think, I didn’t speak, with my hat and all my clothes on (but thank goodness my phone was in my bag) I dove in. I didn’t know if anyone else was watching, but I knew she wasn’t breathing and I needed to get her out of the water.

I pushed her up out of the water toward the edge and struggled to get my head above water and yelled ‘HELP.’ A few people at the party said that, at that point, they thought my baby must have fallen in. Everyone came to the edge of the pool and they pulled the girl out. She began coughing and breathing immediately, thank goodness. Then they helped me out of the pool.

Honestly, it was surreal. I wasn’t even sure until I hit the edge of the pool that the girl was in trouble and she was already drowning at that point, it was mere seconds. In as long as it takes to take 15 steps she went from swimming to drowning.

Needless to say, all my father in-laws concerns about someone being in the backyard when the kids are swimming are valid. It’s not enough to be in the house watching them from the door…

All those people standing around, four kids swimming within FIVE feet of this girl and nobody noticed. Had my friend not made that noise, ‘eh,’ I would not have been looking either. He didn’t even make the noise about the kids, he doesn’t remember what prompted the noise…

As to the mom of the kids, one could point the finger, but you can’t watch your kids constantly… eventually you turn your head to answer a question or pour some more cola or put ketchup on your hot dog… it could have been my kid just as easily as hers. Nothing looked amiss what-so-ever, truly.

After discussing it with a friend she recommended all the adults treat the pool like a sport. Once you get many adults and many kids, it is really zone defense, some areas are covered by many defenders (bar, food), and some zones just have one defender, and for some reason, some zones are holes. If there are no players in your zone, you look at the cheerleaders (as my brothers say referring to the wives or food or beer). Which is comical, but it might just work.

Whatever you do, please dispel the thought that it won’t happen to you, or in your backyard, or to your kids because I can tell you right now, it doesn’t happen like you think it will and in the blink of an eye you could be looking at a 911 call, which would of course ruin your bbq.

Stay safe!

Our fourth grade classes this year had 66 students. Every Thursday we encouraged the kids to bring in their cans and bottles from home. We had parent volunteers to separate, transport and unload the recycling at a local center.

Our goal was to pay for our whale watching annual boat trip for the fourth graders. Total $1,500. This way none of the parents had to pull out the wallet for the (expensive) field trip.

I’m happy to say WE DID IT! We raised just over $1,500!!

The kids received ‘bucks’ each time they recycled that could be used towards a homework pass. I would keep the kids updated as to how much we had raised at various intervals, to keep them excited. As the end of the efforts drew near I picked up some balloons and smarties and the kids who brought in recycling got one of those in addition to the bucks… what a difference that made!

Next year I’ll be helping with the 5th grade recycling program as my son moves into 5th grade. Every class from K – 5 (except 4th grade) will be bringing in recycling. It’s a bit of a messy job and requires no less than 6 – 10 volunteers (to sort, drive, unload, make deposits, etc). It helps a lot too if the teachers are on board with the program because they encourage the kids as well. The end result is that we’ll be able to raise a LOT of money for the grad party, field trips, etc. that we wouldn’t normally get and with the budget cuts going on at LAUSD it’s more critical than ever to do fundraising!

You’re helping the environment, teaching your kids good recycling habits and raising money at the same time! It’s a home run fundraiser!

I’m really proud of the kids (and the volunteers) and truly looking forward to figuring out how to inspire next years students to step up their game!

DMT – Memorial Day 2010

I always get choked up when it comes to our military.

My grandfather was in the Navy. He served on the Hancock when it got plowed by a kamikaze pilot. He survived that only because his bestest bud insisted that he take a nap and he took grandpa’s shift in the very spot where the kamikaze hit. I still have a vase that my grandfather carried from Shanghi to Bangkok. His sacrifice will never be forgotten by me or my children.

My father was a MP staff sergeant in the Army. Stationed at Tan Son Knut he was a dog handler, one of the guys who always saw ‘the shit.’ Years later, after I was born at US Army Tripler General in Oahu Hawaii, the injuries he sustained would lead to many years of testing, surgeries, pain, medications, stim boxes, lost sleep, quick tempers, mental anguish. There are those, even in my life, who doubt the severity of his suffering yet I am not one of them. Eventually declared 100% disabled by the military, my father never aspired to be more than a disabled Vietnam veteran. Not because he wasn’t capable of aspiring to greater things but because he was so terribly frightened of losing the medical benefits he knew he would need for the rest of his life. Yes, he could have taken that job that he could have done from home. The one that would’ve enabled him to pay for his house and many other luxuries indeed, yet had he done so he would have lost his benefits and if he later discovered he could not continue he would not be able to go back to where he was. When you’re living with unbearable pain you can ignore it for awhile, but reality always comes back to slap you in the face.

My father gave his life for Vietnam. Not the life he’s living, but the life he maybe could have lived. He sacrificed every ‘opportunity’ that threatened his security. In many ways he sacrificed my childhood for Vietnam. It’s been difficult for me not to resent the fact that I could never jump and play with my dad as a kid, that he inherited a terrible temper from his own father that I feel was made worse by the memories he held and the pain he lived with every day.

My patriotism is weaved into the very fabric of who I am. I feel that although I never enlisted, I also served – as a daughter and granddaughter of two incredibly brave men who carried the memories of their experiences for many years to come. I am choked up by every sacrifice – the time away from families, the harsh conditions, the injuries, the deaths, the hardships of those left behind – it moves me. Deeply.

God bless each and every one of you who signed on the dotted line for a cause greater than individuality.

Here is an amazing story I read yesterday. I tried to read it to my kids but had to hand it over to my 12 year old daughter because I got the bites in the eyes and the hitch in the breath trying to read it myself… it is about the ‘Arlington Lady’ and gives a good view of the dedication military women feel for those who are where they once were – be sure to have a tissue handy http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/37416579/ns/us_news-life/

Here is the link to the blog site, Tales from the ToiBox which is NSFW (Not Safe For Work) and the text of the review is below.

Do you have roommates? Children? Nosy in-laws? Yup, it’s as I feared. You also likely have no privacy, a hoard of poorly hidden sex toys, and too many busy bodies sticking their noses where noses never belonged. You, my dear friend, need a ToiBocks. I mean literally need it. It’s detrimental to your sexual health, overall happiness and well being. No, don’t even try to dissuade me. I will witness your horny frustrated sufferings no longer! Prepare to be liberated from your previously depressing lifestyle of secrecy and paranoia. So, what is a ToiBocks, you ask? Oh dear, it’s worse than I thought..

Okay, let me break it down for you. The ToiBocks is a discreet, locking storage system that’s no more incriminating than a jewelry box. Made of a gorgeous, smooth, cherry finished wood, it is a very classy addition to any dresser or nightstand.  Upon opening the hinged lid you are greeted by a luxurious red velvet interior. All that is immediately visible is the top tray, which can be used for jewelry, toys, or anything else you’d like to keep close at hand. I most often use this section for jewelry, as I don’t want my mom, grandma, or any other guests getting a naughty surprise! It’s pretty obvious that there’s a compartment underneath, because of the ToiBocks’ depth, as well as the seam where the inside of the box meets the outside edges of the tray. But anyone who tries to lift it and peek underneath will be met with resistance, because this little beauty has a hidden lock! I won’t tell you how to open it, as that is a secret only its owners are privy to. However, I will divulge that it locks using a magnetic key which can be stored on the ToiBocks itself, or tucked away somewhere safe.

Let’s talk dimensions. In total, the ToiBocks is 11″ long, by 7″ wide, by 6.25″ tall. It’s not very large, but can hold an unprecedented amount! Really, there’s more room in there than you’d first suspect. The secured storage compartment underneath is 10″ long, by 6″ wide, by 2.5″ tall. Like I said, not huge, but big enough to store quite a few things! Really, it could be used to store anything you like: toys, porn, documents, valuables, or even cash. Personally, I just use mine for sex toys and accessories. Currently my ToiBocks is occupied by the Freestyle, Noemie, Wave Wand, Mia, Ophoria K-balls, Delight click ‘n’ charge, Ella, & an mp3 player (to accompany the Freestyle). I could honestly fit much, much more within its confines, but I prefer to keep only my favorite, most frequently used playthings there. It’s so convenient to have them right at my fingertips the moment I want or need them. If spontaneity strikes,  I don’t want to go digging through boxes to find what I’m looking for. For that reason, the ToiBocks is really a great ‘heat of the moment’ accessory. I suppose if you’re really strapped for space, and don’t mind others seeing your sexy collection, you could always remove the tray and pile your toys sky high. For me though, my favorite feature is definitely the fact that it can be neatly closed and hidden away.

As far as maintenance for this item goes, I’d merely suggest using a standard wood surface cleaner, and a soft cloth. Never use abrasive objects to scrub or wipe your ToiBocks, as they will likely scratch or otherwise mar the finish. Keep all lubes, lotions, and body butters tightly contained to prevent leaks, which could stain the interior. Treat it right, and this quality built item is sure to last you for years to come.

In closing, this is a truly creative, well thought out storage system that would fit well with any decor and is very functional. The ToiBocks would make a lovely gift for a friend, relative, or even just yourself. Perfect for practically anyone, regardless of age, marital status, or living circumstance. An exquisite piece, which will eternally rest in it’s rightful place, next to my bed.