More Doods

After we went to the Apple "Genius Bar" a month or so ago, Big Kid finally earned enough money to send his IPod to the actual brains who don't work for Apple but are referred by them for service.

When all is said and done, IResQ has a pretty neat deal.

For $29.95, they'll overnight you a padded FedEx box with overnight prepaid shipping, and they'll call you within a day with a diagnosis. You just have to stick your unit in there and call for a pick-up.

It took the Big Kid about 10 days to sit down and write the info on the enclosed card----had to remind him that he was facing 6 weeks of music-less days if he didn't get on the stick.

I called FedEx for pick-up the next day, and gave them an all-day window, since we weren't planning on going anywhere. Also specified that we'd place the box between the screen and master door, because if the Little Guy is outside, Hubby is at work, Big Kid is blasting tunes in his room, and I'm in the basement (still trying to tackle the laundry room), we might not hear a knock at the door.

Put the box out the night before, but Hubby advised that this might be a bad idea.

So I put the box out at 8am the next day before I went down to wrestle with 7 years of outgrown boys clothing.

Came up around 10 and saw the box on the kitchen counter.

What's this? I asked Big Kid.

"I guess it was delivered this morning," he shrugged. "I found it when I went outside."

$#@%%!!!!

It's your IPod going out to get fixed!!!!

He put it back out between the screen and front door. I went back downstairs to sort out winter clothes, and to solve the whole fat/skinny clothes conundrum that plagues most of us at some point.

In our big basement purge, I uncovered all the club clothes I wore at 25 that I can no longer fit in. Even if I were the same size now, would I want to wear them all of 15 years later?

I thought about those cheap floozies Kathy Hilton and Dina Lohan and voted no.

Now Hubby fluctuates between a couple of sizes. Most of his clothes are pretty current (like Dockers Khakis). We've stored them big or small over the years. Of course, we still have a few hideous suits (one was a light-blue polyester blend with a red stripe) that many men were sold by clothiers who assured them that they were [gag gag] "timeless", back when he was 20.

I guess it's a guy thing. I had to beat him over the head with a padded hanger to get him to release his death grip on the enormous lapels.

But I digress. It's a bad habit, I know.

Came up around 1pm to make lunch and noticed several packages on the counter. One of them was "The Box".

What's this? I asked Little Guy.

"UPS was here."

No, no no! This box is supposed to be PICKED up by FedEx! So he put it back between the screen and front door.

I was still feeling punchy after my stomach flu stuff, so I convinced the kids to take a nap after lunch. We slept until about 3pm.

Little Guy went out in the front and came in with a box that was delivered while we were sleeping.

From FedEx.

But it wasn't "THE BOX". That was still there between the two doors.

No Way! YES way!

Had a couple of phone calls come in that I had to take care of before I could call FedEx and say WTF?

But first Hubby came home early and handed me a box.

"This was outside. It must have come today." It was THE BOX.

Noooooo! Put it back!

About 5 minutes later, the FedEx truck pulled up and a guy ran down to pick the box up.

Doods.

You know, if women were in charge of the world this stuff wouldn't happen. ;-)

Shut up, Carm. You know I'm right!

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Happy Father's Day to all you Dads out there. Here's what I got Hubby, but I'm waiting until the kids are gone on Wednesday to give it to him.