First off at Chez Lopez, the freakin phone is missing. This irritates me no end as I have to carry the remaining downstairs phone around with me everywhere I go or sprint from one end of the house to the other when the damn thing rings because I will, inevitably, be where it’s not. It doesn’t make much difference if I’m not expecting a phone call. They can just leave a message or not. But when I am waiting for the nurse to call me back or one of the kids to call or some such thing, it is damn inconvenient.
Have you seen this phone, except with “Handset 1” on the screen? I will pay you to tell me where it is. No, that’s not like a ransom… that would be desperate, and hey, I’m not desperate. Not at all. NOW WHERE IS IT!
The last time it was missing I found it in the window sill in the bathroom. Yeah. In answer to your question, oh obvious one, I don’t know. Since I refuse to take it in with me to potty I am assuming it was hanging on my waistband when I went to empty H’s pee can, but who can really be sure? Not me.
This is where it was before and now it’s not and yes I looked inside that candle thing. It’s not there. I have also looked all the other places.
Oh, by now you realize how serious this is to me and are thinking, “Gee, Krissa, why not just page it from the base?” Well aren’t you brilliant? (Ooo. Did that sound snarky? I’m a touch irritable today, bare with me.) I will tell you why. The ringer is turned off. This is a gift(?) from my husband who hates the phones ringing and turns off the ringers when he comes home from work because the kids are the only ones getting calls on them by that time anyway. They answer them upstairs. This is the second day it’s been missing, so it will be dead soon anyway.
So I am awaiting that info on the phone location and will take anonymous tips if you are too scared to tell me you took it.
You should be.
Moving right along.
Remember this? Well, it turns out that the $10.00 wine cooler/chiller (whatever!) was missing a little pin in the top of the door to hold it on the hinge. No biggie, right? So John and I hunted around at the local hardware store for something that would work and we picked up a little 49 cent deal that looked like it would work and, indeed, it fit fine. However it would shimmy up, out of the hole a bit every time the door was opened and closed. So I went online to Emersonradio.com, got the phone number and called. The guy made no promises but told me that they had some replacement parts in the warehouse to send out, but the things are made in China and he kind of doubted that the door hinge pin was one of the things that were kept over here. In the good ol’ US. So he was going to put in a request and if they had it they would send it to me.
I never expected to hear from them again.
Well, yesterday Fedex dropped this on my doorstep.
I mean, can you see why I had no idea what it could be? It is, quite literally, the size of my toaster oven.
Filled to the top with the huge-bubble bubble wrap. (The kind that is REALLY fun to pop and scare the dogs with!) And nothing else.
At least that’s what I thought at first. And then on closer inspection, MUCH closer, I finally found a teeny-tiny pin for the door hinge.
Here it is. In place and holding the door perfectly.
$10.00 for wine cooler.
Free shipping on the free pin for the door.
About $12.00 for the two bottles of cheapish wine we got on sale inside it.
This is where I’m supposed to say something is “Priceless”, but, really? Who am I kidding?
11 comments
Comment by Jean M. on February 22, 2009 at 1:46 pm
Here’s a shot in the dark…Did you look in the car? Yes I have literally taken the house phone with me and left it in the car. I guess I was thinking it was the cell. Took me days to find it and no it doesn’t quite work so well to page for a phone that is not even in your house.
I’m wondering why they used such a ginormous box to ship you one tiny pin? A padded envelope wouldn’t work?
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Comment by Sabrina on February 22, 2009 at 2:14 pm
I lost my phone in the couch once. Not the couch cushions, but inside the base part. I had to take the bottom fabric off to get it out. Maybe your couch ate it? And check the fridge. Sometime I put weird things in the fridge. I lose my handsets so much I bought one with 4 handsets. I named each handset after it’s base location (kitchen, desk, playroom, bedroom). And I still lose at least half.
PS. I finally posted pictures of the paintings. Sorry I’m so slow.
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Comment by Marylin on February 22, 2009 at 3:26 pm
Oooh that would drive me nuts not knowing where it is! I feel your pain. Last time we lost our phone it turned up under the sofa that I’d looked under about 5 times. It was hiding behind one of Zack’s toys. >_<
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Comment by witchypoo on February 22, 2009 at 3:52 pm
Look within, or under, an unmade bed.
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Comment by Predo on February 22, 2009 at 6:29 pm
The phone is in there with the wine!
At least it is going to get you to look, and while you are in there, heck, shouldn’t you pick up one of those bottles and get acquainted?
Good luck Sister! I hope the phone comes home soon!
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Comment by Ree on February 22, 2009 at 7:06 pm
Kids rooms. I’m just saying. If they’re getting phone calls, one of them obviously took it upstairs with them and never remembered to bring it back down.
The priceless thing? WINE. Duh.
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Comment by halfassaunt on February 22, 2009 at 10:46 pm
My last lost phone, that was really lost.. Kris remember the time I lost the phone, before we moved over here.. I had used the phone, and was aware, that the ringing of the phone, was bothering the dog for some unknown reason. Anyway I went to town, and later that day when I looked for the phone it was gone, I looked every where, I went outside and looked, I looked in the freezer, in the cabinet, in the refridgertor, in the bed rooms under the beds, and everywhere, I looked for days.. Finally I bought a new phone, in the fall when we had a lot of rain, one day, I saw something laying in the yard, and went out and looked, and it was the phone, it had been buried in the flower bed.. and dug up from the flower bed, by the dog!! The only thing we could figure out was that day, it had rung, and she had picked it up, and she could open the back screen door, and must have taken it outside and buried it to shut it up, then all the time I looked layed and laughed at me, and then for some reason, thought about it, and dug it up to see if it was still ringing, when it was no more a threat, layed it down, and went about her business elsewhere..
Comment by Roger on February 23, 2009 at 11:08 am
I’m sure that you have found it by now, so I won’t mention to look inside H’s, garbage/waste can.
Maybe you can just get a new phone. 🙂
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Comment by big hair envy on February 23, 2009 at 4:18 pm
I’m reading this WAY late, and I already know the outcome with the phone…..
Did you say WINE??? I’ll be right over:)
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Comment by Mr. Corvette on February 23, 2009 at 8:22 pm
I usually don’t get too involved with correcting grammar on the internet, but this one is way too easy and way too much fun. In you post you said to “bare with you”. That should actually be to “bear” with you. You see, to bare with you would involve the removal of most items of clothing. If I thought that were a personal invitation, I would be on a plane to Houston as we speak. However, knowing how you feel about that guy you live with, I am sure that is not the case, no matter how wonderful I might be.
Comment by Krissa on February 23, 2009 at 9:44 pm
Heh. “In you post you said…” Correct my grammar, my ass.
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