Wednesday Warrenty

My 14 year old sons Skullcandy
headphones got sat on.

These headphones are in no way cheap.
My daughter saved and bought them
for him for Christmas.

Actually she paid half,
I think they were about 60$!!!

Being that they were damaged
my son remembered the WARRANTY.

I told him warranty's don't cover
carelessness...


After reading the warranty he called to me
and read it to me...

Warranty info:
[my comments in black]
"LIMITED LIFETIME PRODUCT WARRANTY"
[of course]

"Skullcandy is proud to provide the best product warranty in the industry: If this product should fail in your lifetime, we will replace it at no charge."

[sounds reasonable]

[here is where it got interesting]

"If the product is damaged by
aggressive music listeners sliding a rail,
sliding down the emergency ramp of your aircraft,
slammed in your locker,
slammed in your car door,
run over by a car,
running into a wall,
getting run out of town,
mountain biking,
road biking,
sky diving,
beating your boyfriend unmercifully,
getting beat down by the man,
blown up in an accidental
experimentation with flammable substances,
or damaged in any other everyday experience,
it means you are living your life
the way we want our product used!

In these, or any other damaging events,
we will replace the product
for a 50% discount from retail.

Love, Skullcandy"

[So, I guess sitting on them
is covered!]


Are you living your life???

I let her go....

Girls Wilderness Camp...

This morning I got up, showered, dressed, had some juice, woke Cece, talked with her while she straitened things up, sat with her while she made some buttermilk sourdough cinnamon french toast [her favorite], watched her tiptoe into her brothers rooms and gently say good morning and see ya later, took her to the store for a sprite, some crackers, a candy bar - Hershey of course, took her to the Ward building, peeked over at her brave face, holding back the tears that she has been so accustomed to shedding as she prepared for this next step in her life, got out of the car, held both of her hands for at least a half an hour, hugged her a dozen times, kissed both cheeks, hugged her again, smiled to hold back the tears, and let go. I let her go, she ran over to her leaders car, turned right around and ran back. I hugged her again, and this time she handed me her open hand, I knew what she wanted, a kissing hand...like in the story that I read to her when she went to preschool, a kissing hand....like the one that I gave her when she went to kindergarten, a kissing hand....like the one I gave her as she drifted off to sleep before she got her appendix out, a kissing hand....like the one that I gave her before she took to singing role in the school play, a kissing hand.... and she was gone. Now all I have is prayer, and the knowledge that I have done my best. I have taught her well. She has faith and courage, divine nature, knows her individual worth, feels that she is in the arms of One who will comfort her. I have done all that I can, and she will be able to do the rest. This week she will laugh, she will fall asleep wishing she was home, wishing that her daddy and I were there with her, she will cry a little. She will love a lot, and she will learn. She will come home with more knowledge and testimony of who she is and whom she is becoming. I let her go....

Why is the 8th of July special this year?

Why is the 8th of July special this year?

At five minutes and six seconds after 4 AM and 4 PM on the 8th of July this year, the time and date will be 04:05:06 07/08/09. This will never happen again.

Wooden Wonders

With a block of wood & a knife most people couldn't even carve their initials. Check these out. Can you believe what this man has done with wood? Amazing Talent! Wonder what he does in his spare time? Wooden you like to know!

fWd: Wrong E-mail Address

WRONG E-MAIL ADDRESS

This one is priceless...

A lesson to be learned from typing the wrong email address!

A Minneapolis couple decided to go to Florida to thaw out

during a particularly icy winter. They planned to stay at the same hotel

where they spent their honeymoon 20 years earlier.

Because of hectic schedules, it was difficult to coordinate

their travel schedules.. So, the husband left Minnesota and

flew to Florida on Thursday, with his wife flying down the following day.

The husband checked into the hotel. There was a

computer in his room,so he decided to send an email

to his wife. However, he accidentally left out one letter in

her email address, and without realizing his error, sent the email.

Meanwhile, somewhere in Houston , a widow had just

returned home from her husband's funeral. He was a

minister who was called home to glory following a heart attack.

The widow decided to check her email expecting messages

from relatives and friends. After reading the first message,

she screamed and fainted. The widow's son rushed into the room, found

his mother on the floor, and saw the computer screen which read:

To: My Loving Wife

Subject: I've Arrived

Date: October 16, 2005

I know you're surprised to hear from me.

They have computers here now and you are
allowed to send emails to your loved ones.

I've just arrived and have been checked in.

I've seen that everything has been

prepared for your arrival tomorrow.

Looking forward to seeing you then!

Hope your journey is as uneventful as mine was..

P.S. Sure is freaking hot down here!

6325

I love words, the dictionary being my favorite all time book. Numbers are a quick second. Anyone who knows me knows that I love numbers; math, puzzles, NUMBERS. I count everything.

I am pretty sure there are meds for people like me. Obsessive counting and decision making based on numbers. I love odd numbers, I think the Lord gave me four children to help me get over my obsession of the number 3 and 7....our family is perfectly 4 and 6...

While visiting a new couple in our ward Sunday [I am the first counselor (Education) in the Relief Society for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints; we visit sisters pretty much every Sunday]....

...so, while visiting this past Sunday we met a new couple who have been married 44 days.....now, learning of their recent marriage is one part of the conversation, the important part is that he, YES HE, shared that walking to church, holding her hand, he was ecstatic to think that they had been married FORTY FOUR days!!!


Of course, the story doesn't end there, me basking in new love, and thinking how sweet this young man was to be COUNTING the days, and so in love.

This story is just beginning.....

I walked through the door and Mr B. immediately sensed that he was in trouble.... always in trouble, generally doesn't know what he did. And there I am.... silently wondering if he is still counting the days...????

B: "What did I do????? ...NOW???"

Me: "I don't know.....maybe it is something you are NOT doing!!!!"


Me: "LIKE COUNTING THE DAYS WE HAVE BEEN MARRIED!!!!!"

i Dont reaLLy expect too much, do I????

so tonight....Mr. B comes home, and upon our greeting one another, he whispers into my ear, "SIX THOUSAND THREE HUNDRED AND TWENTY FIVE DAYS...."

aNd....THE sTOry ConTINueS ♥

6325

I love words, the dictionary being my favorite all time book. Numbers are a quick second. Anyone who knows me knows that I love numbers; math, puzzles, NUMBERS. I count everything.

I am pretty sure there are meds for people like me. Obsessive counting and decision making based on numbers. I love odd numbers, I think the Lord gave me four children to help me get over my obsession of the number 3 and 7....our family is perfectly 4 and 6...

While visiting a new couple in our ward Sunday [I am the first counselor (Education) in the Relief Society for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints; we visit sisters pretty much every Sunday]....

...so, while visiting this past Sunday we met a new couple who have been married 44 days.....now, learning of their recent marriage is one part of the conversation, the important part is that he, YES HE, shared that walking to church, holding her hand, he was ecstatic to think that they had been married FORTY FOUR days!!!


Of course, the story doesn't end there, me basking in new love, and thinking how sweet this young man was to be COUNTING the days, and so in love.

This story is just beginning.....

I walked through the door and Mr B. immediately sensed that he was in trouble.... always in trouble, generally doesn't know what he did. And there I am.... silently wondering if he is still counting the days...????

B: "What did I do????? ...NOW???"

Me: "I don't know.....maybe it is something you are NOT doing!!!!"


Me: "LIKE COUNTING THE DAYS WE HAVE BEEN MARRIED!!!!!"

i Dont reaLLy expect too much, do I????

so tonight....Mr. B comes home, and upon our greeting one another, he whispers into my ear, "SIX THOUSAND THREE HUNDRED AND TWENTY FIVE DAYS...."

aNd....THE sTOry ConTINueS ♥