I'm not going to tell you which company I went with, but I will give you one very cryptic clue. It rhymes with Crawl-Mart. Seriously, people. One of these days, I'm going to get sued.
So, with it being the holidays, I guess things got busy over there and the calendar I ordered for one of the grandparents--to be sent directly to her--never showed up. A huge kerfuffle ensued in which I had to make approximately 3 phone calls to the company before anyone would admit that the order was lost, and a replacement was finally sent out. Grandmother received her Christmas calendar on January 27th 2011, more than a month late. I'd have filed a big, noisy complaint, but they also forgot to charge my credit card. So really, no harm done.
End of story? Apparently not.
This evening, as I was right in the middle of reading Firstborn his nightly bedtime chapter of Harry Potter, the phone rang.
Guess what! My calendar's ready!! Good grief.
So, my New Year's resolution to be more mentally healthy by (for one thing) staying out of that nut house was probably a good move, no?!