Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Vogue!



I took a few of our beautiful young women to Laguna Beach/Newport Beach this weekend.  We had a great time!  Girls are so fun, so accommodating with letting me take pictures of them!  Here are just a few of my favorite shots from our trip.  The one above is my favorite, I think.




















A 4th of July Breakfast Tradition, Well, Sort Of.

For year now, the Signs family has had a favorite tradition to commemorate the call for American Independence, the Revolutionary War and subsequent victory that ensured our liberty.  That tradition, is a fabulous 4th of July breakfast followed by a water fight - well, a water war really, between the kids and the adults.

However, this year it turned out that we spent the 4th of July in San Diego, so we thought we would have to forgo the tradition this year.  Well, the kids were gravely disappointed at the thought of not getting to stick it to the parents this year.  So we decided that we would have our traditional 4th of July breakfast for Family Home Evening Monday night - thus the 4th breakfast, turned out to be dinner on the 6th.  Close enough, right?

The War was ON again!


The kids were so excited!  They spent the afternoon building up their arsenal - stockpiling all the water guns they could find into their playhouse.  Then they concentrated on the ammo - water balloons of course.  They sure filled a lot, but I think they broke most of them while training at target practice.




Finally it was dinner time, therefore, time for breakfast!  Mom made the brown sugar bacon and Lisa scrambled the eggs, while Dennis manned the waffle irons.  We have a traditional big round waffle iron, but the demand was for my parents rectangle waffles because the kids discovered that they could make flag waffles with blueberries for the star field, whipped cream and strawberries for the stripes, and a strip of bacon for the flag poll.  Clever kids!  I bet THAT will be a tradition now too!


After our delicious breakfast/dinner, we were all ready for a fight.  NOT!  Well, the kids were all ready for a fight - chanting their war cries and rallying behind their self-designed battle flag, while the adults could do nothing but sit and watch episode after episode of The Revolution documentary I recorded from the History Channel while we waited for our food to digest.  Finally, the adults relented, realizing that war really was our only option.  We stormed their fortress, took some of their weapons, and the battle began in earnest!

War is rough!  I have no pictures of the battle because my camera would certainly have been the first causality.  I wish I could have snapped a few shots though, because it was hilarious!  The fighting was fierce.  Father against daughter, mother against son, grandparent against grandchild.  Heart wrenching to see a family so torn apart by the ravages of water war.

After a while we realized that Dennis was not in the fray.  That seems to be another tradition.  Dennis always seems to disappear when the battle begins.  He was in the backyard this time, cleaning the grill, when we all - adults and children alike, lit into him at once, completely soaking him as he just stood there, hunched over, trying to protect his face from the constant torrent of water.  He really was pathetic, but he deserved it!  


The battle lasted a good 45 minutes, but when we called it quits, Dylan was very upset.  "Already!?"  He had planned to fight for a good 2 hours!  He thought we were wimping out after only 45 minutes.  Whew!  I could not have lasted that long.  Poor Dylan.

So we had our traditional 4th of July breakfast and water fight after all, because nothing should come between a family and a great tradition!

Monday, July 13, 2009

Fourth at the Fair



We spent our Fourth of July in Del Mar at the San Diego County Fair.  Dennis and the boys joined us from scout camp, and it was so fun to all be together again.



It is a great fair, and is SO much better than our Date Festival - more vendors, more food, more everything... especially more people!  We were crammed in there shoulder to shoulder.  it was Nuts!

First we went to see the farm animals.  The buildings where the animals were were very clean and nice.
Caleb got an eyeful as he came up behind a cow doing her #2 business.  Oh my!

The twins even ran into their Lego Robotics teacher, Ms. Liberty.

Our favorite building was the woodworking/gem building, where the boys were fascinated by watching woodworkers doing their thing: turning toy tops on a lathe, making children's chairs, and cutting wood into shapes with a scroll saw. They gave the boys the pieces that they had cut out for a souvenir. They were also fascinated by the amazing wood furniture and boats that people had made, as well as the glowing rocks under the black light.


We had a frugal lunch under the archways of one of the beautiful buildings there.  The architecture at the fair is lovely and there is a lot of greenery.

We were really strapped for cash, unexpectedly, on this trip, because of the scam and consequent stopping of our debit card that I wrote about in an earlier post.  We had no card, and since it was a holiday, no access to cash, so we had to do the fair on the cheap - meaning NO rides (OK by me) and NO fair food (bummer!).   

Luke is growing a mustard-stache.


One of my favorite parts of the fair are the vendor booths.  So much to see and spend $ on.  Of course, my sister Natalee, kept turning her head for things like sewing machines, and the boys were fascinated by the toys and magic.  It was the cup cakes, and gleaming jewelry that caught my eye.  I found a booth where the guy makes his own fused glass and then uses the pieces to make beautiful pendants.  I am fascinated by glass, and his stuff was beautiful!

I also really enjoyed thew fine arts/ photography building.  the entries were really top quality and displayed SO much nicer than at our fair.  I would NEVER win an award for my paintings at this competition, so I should be grateful that our county fair is so much smaller.  It was all very inspiring though.

Now, this is where the fun Fourth at the Fair gets ugly.



The clouds rolled in, and it started to get chilly.  It was 7pm, and the fireworks were to go at 9pm.  Everyone started whining that they were cold, and they had all left their sweaters in the car.  Nathan had a cold, and had also left his medicine in the car.  So, what does a mom do?  She goes back to the car to get what her kids need, right?  Well, of course, and that is just what I did.  Only the car was far away in a remote lot, and we had been shuttled in.  Caleb and Derek wanted to come along, so we elbowed our way through the thickening crowds (they were coming to see the fireworks) and finally found our way out of the fair to the shuttle stop.  The Shuttle was a big red double-decker bus, retired from its former life in London.  The boys got a big kick out of riding upstairs.  I was just happy that we got there just in time, and didn't have to wait long to ride back to our car.  Back at the car, we grabbed what we needed - the sweaters, Nate's medicine, the glow necklaces - and hurried back to the shuttle stop to wait for the next shuttle.  And wait.  And wait.  And wait.  We waited for over an hour!  Finally the same double-decker bus comes.  She is the only shuttle!  Unbelievable.  We all crowd on and she takes us, very, very slowly, through ridiculous traffic back to the fair.  By now it is dark, and just as we are standing in line for security, the fireworks start.  We hustle to where Dennis said there were watching the fireworks, but they have the way to get there all blocked off, and are herding people away, back behind the livestock buildings.  We hurry along, with everyone else, assuming they are leading is to where we can see the fireworks.  But they only lead us to a dead end because they had it all blocked off there too.  I could see the field where my family was sitting, but had no way of getting to them.  We were behind a building, and the only fireworks we could see were the ones very highest in the sky.  I love fireworks, and was very disappointed, but I was more disappointed for poor Caleb and Derek who were shorter than me, and saw even less of the fireworks.  It really made me mad that they herded us off to a place where we couldn't see anything like that!

The stupid thing about it all was by that time, it wasn't even cold anymore, and nobody needed the sweaters that I had just spent 2 hours to go get.  And it wasn't until we got back to the car that Nathan asked for his medicine.  I was just trying to be a good mom and that's what I get.  Oh well.

We took the same double-decker bus back to our car (the only ride my kids got to go on at the fair!).  On the bus ride home, Dennis did his best to rescue me from my foul mood by surprising me with a box of cinnamon rolls that he somehow found the funds for!  Yay!  I love the cinnamon rolls at the fair, and it worked to pretty much turn things around for me.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

To San Diego We Go!




While Dennis and the boys were off at scout camp I decided last minute to run off to San Diego with my parents and sister where we met up with my brother's now larger family as he introduced us to his sweet 2 week old baby girl.  


Elizabeth let me try my hand at taking baby pictures - I'll post some later after I have a chance to play with them a bit). The little boys were fascinated by that tiny baby girl.


We all spent the day at the San Diego zoo.  As soon as we walked in I ran into my friend Lillie.  We ran into several other people we know from here.  I think everyone we know went to San Diego that weekend!   What a zoo San Diego is!


  We were so glad Elizabeth, recovering from a C-section was able to join us, thanks entirely to a rented wheel chair.

The Signs family made quite a parade through the zoo with a wheel chair and 2 strollers!

Little Jon wanted so bad to push his mama.



My baby brother Rick - I can't believe he has two babies of his own!  

Yes, we look alike (only I have more hair! - on my head, that is.)


Luke was not happy about being strapped into his stroller, after I got tired of chasing him down.  Captivity!

Here Luke is showing me his tiny carved rhino he bought with his own money, and his change.  It is funny, because Caleb had several coins, about 83 cents, that he had been carrying around all week begging me to let him spend.  He brought it to the zoo, and kept asking what he could buy with it.  I said he wouldn't be able to find anything for that amount, especially at an overpriced zoo gift shop.  But while we were walking around, Caleb disappeared, and came back in a few minutes with a small carved wood animal that he had discovered for only 75 cents, and purchased all by himself.  He was so proud of his purchase!  I was amazed that he found such a cool thing within his budget.  It was so cool, in fact, that my other boys all bought one, and my brother, and my sister, also picked out tiny wood animals for their own kids.  Good job Caleb!  That kid is a born shopper who can really sniff out a deal.  He must get it from his mom!


I love my wonderful parents!  (Wish I could get dad to smile with some teeth!)

We enjoyed my sister Natalee's visit so much!  We are so grateful for her husband, Gary, for making it possible for her to come.  Mom just loved having her baby girl back.

After the Zoo, we all went to Chevy's for a late dinner before all hitting the sack!

Friday, July 10, 2009

Budding Bloggers

My boys have decided to start a blog to give their side of the story of life with six boys.  I guess they are not happy with my version of everything :-) .  Actually, Alex is the only one has has posted, but he keeps asking if anyone read their blog yet.  So if you have a moment, please check out their blog, The BoyZone and leave a comment.  It will make their day, and give them the encouragement to keep writing.  Thanks!

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Morning Person


I get it.  I am a morning person myself, and I love being a morning person.  I get the feeling, the rush when your eyes flip open and you realize a new day has arrived full of possibilities and responsibilities, and the need to get up and get started.  I love the renewed energy in my muscles and the freshly firing synapses in my rested brain.  I love that glorious few hours when the house is quiet and I can go exercise, read, or sneak around and get things done while my family of hooligans snoozes away.  Morning are magical, and I am a morning person.

Unfortunately, so is Luke.  The earlier the sun gets up, the earlier he gets up.  And right now in mid-July, that is pretty darn early.  Dare I say it, too early for me.

My timer is usually set for 5am, though often I wake up earlier and just can't go back to sleep. (my lucky number is 3am.  If I wake up anytime after 3am for any reason, I can't go back to sleep.)  But in the summer since my kids don't have to be off to school in the morning, I indulge and set my alarm to 6am.  Usually I am up at 5 anyway.  But when I need that extra hour in the summertime, it is so nice to get it.

But now I have this sunny-side-up three year old who rises early, and wants to rouse the entire family with him - starting always with me.

This morning he got up and decided to get some bread and honey for himself, and some for me too.  He came into my bedroom with the two dripping slices of bread, and laid one of them on my chest as I was sleeping.

"One for me, one for Mom," he announces.

"One what?" I think as I  roll to my side.  I quickly discover the "what" at the same time as a sticky little kid in a puffy nighttime diaper climbs into bed with me.

"Sun up!  Mom!  Sun up!  See!"  he exclaims as he pulls my eyelids back and turns my head toward the window to show me proof that the sun is indeed up.  "See.  Sun.  Up!"

There was no denying it.  The sun was definitely up.  But this morning, at least, my body didn't want to be.

I sent my sticky wake up call off to the kitchen with his drippy toast and told him to go wash his hands.  Then I attempted to fall back asleep, trying to ignore the glaring sun and the stickiness all over me.

Soon the bedroom door opens again and Luke is toting a full gallon of milk, a sippy cup, and a lid.  "Mom, sun up.  Sun up NOW!" and tosses the gallon of milk on the bed with a thunk.  Luckily, the lid doesn't pop off.

All right, all right!  I'm up already!  Up to fill a sippy cup with milk.  Up to find honey all over my kitchen, a refrigerator hanging open, and a basketful of clean folded laundry dumped on a sticky floor.  An invigorating morning!  I'd love to go swimming, but don't dare leave my early riser awake alone in a house full of dreamers.

Last week I woke up to "Mom, hode dis!  Hode dis."  My back was turned to him, and I was still half asleep with my eyes closed when I absently-mindedly reached behind me to hold whatever it was Luke needed me to hold so he could climb into my bed.  I discovered real quick what it was I was supposed to hold when ice water poured down my back, not in a sippy cup apparently.  Yikes.  Talk about a wake up call!  I hopped up out of bed as fast as a fireman with a midnight alarm. Luke was standing there watching me with a huge grin on his face.

"Sun up, Mom," like he is sharing some terrific news, "Sun UP!"


Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Mataguay Scout Ranch


Well, three of the VanBuskirk men got to go to Boy Scout Camp last week for a week fun, hard work, and a lot of dirt!  Troop 104 had a great time time the wilderness together.

They got to sleep on cots in Army tents.  Ahh, the good life!


Dennis, and the other dads and scout leaders, Doug, Ron, Ty,and Polo, worked so hard, as You can see from these pictures.  I heard they managed to run off to the local casino... to get some apple cobbler. (Isn't that why most people go to casinos?)


One activity my guys really enjoyed was fishing.  They caught some pretty big ones.  They were catch and release, so nobody knows just how tasty they might have been.  But Dennis cam home all excited about his new-found hobby.  He has fished a few time before, but never actually caught anything.  Now he is a pro, and the guys will be doing a lot more of this I think.  Fine with me, as long as I get to eat the fish, and not clean it.


Mataguay Scout Ranch offered a lot of great merit badge classes that let the kids not only learn a lot, but also have some fun experiences.  Alex had a great time getting his canoeing merit badge where they had to practice rescuing an overturned boat, among other things.  

Alex also got to do a special overnighter where they did stargazing and had s'mores.  He really loved it!

Alex came home with 5 merit badges - Canoeing,  Indian Lore, Outdoor Cooking, Geology, and Weather.  That is awesome to get so many badges in one trip!


Nate got to do something very cool for his Aviation merit badge - he got to fly in a glider!  it was very exciting!  He spent 25 minutes up high in the air, and even got to experience zero gravity, just like the astronauts!  He said that zero gravity was so cool because the dirt on the floor of the cabin was just floating in the air in front of them.  Lucky kids!

Nathan also had an overnight adventure that didn't involve s'mores.  It was called wilderness survival.  They had to go out in the wilderness, build a shelter, and spend the night with nothing but what they carried in their survival kits.

Beside his merit badges in Fishing, Aviation, and Wilderness Survival , Nate also earned badges in Nature and Environmental Science.


There were a lot of other activities as well, like swimming, hiking, shooting, and just hanging out.  

Alex LOVES to hike, and he hiked all over the place.  It is tough keeping up with that kid on the trail.  He certainly wore in his new hiking boots.

Nate discovered he is quite the marksman, doing very well in both rifle shooting and archery.  Dennis was really impressed with Nate's accuracy.

The guys all had a great time.  What a great experience it was for them.  We love scouting.

Next year the twins will join them - that means five at camp, and only the two youngest and mom at home.  That will be strange.

Oh, and by the way, by boys have started their own blog, and Alex had documented this camp adventure himself.  Check out their blog, The BoyZone, at www.vbboyzone.blogspot.com, to get their perspective of life with 5 brothers.

Monday, July 6, 2009

B-I-N-G-O spells SCAM!

Give me a "B"
Give me an "I'
Give me a "N"
Give me a "G"
Give me an "O"
What's that spell?
SCAM!

Yep, we've been scammed, and this unbelievable nightmare story is not for the faint of heart.  This whole business has made me SO MAD!!! (Not some ordinary hey-that-guy-cut-me-off-and-stole-my-parking-space mad, or the how-dare-she-talk-to-me-like-that mad, but the heart-pounding, fist-pounding, I-think-blood-will-squirt-from-my-eyes-if-my-head-doesn't-explode-first kind of mad.  OK.  My fingers are pounding the keys as I write this.  I better calm down a bit.

There.  Much better.

So for my birthday/anniversary present, I asked, well, begged, for a new zoom lens for my camera.  I asked around, did some research, and told Dennis exactly which lens I wanted, then hoped for the best - like my very own version of a Red Rider BB Gun!

On my birthday, Dennis told me he had bought my lens, and that it would be coming in the mail very soon.  I asked if it was the Canon lens I wanted.  "Yep," he said, "even better!"

Hmmm, thought I, I don't want better, I just want the lens I asked for.

When the lens arrives I couldn't wait to open it up.  The box was a taped together crumpled mess and when I opened it I was certainly surprised when it wasn't the lens I wanted.  It was a lens with the same distance and f-stop as the one I wanted, but it was made by Sigma, and I knew right away it was not near the lens the Canon was.  Dennis didn't like the look on my face when I opened it - like I had just opened pink bunny pajamas.  Poor guy.  Not the reaction he had payed out the big bucks for.  I googled the lens I got, and it retailed for about half of what the Canon lens had cost, and, unfortunately, about half of what Dennis had paid for it.  Dennis had bought the lens from Bingo Cameras, and online company who had the lowest price he could find for the lens I wanted.  He had originally bought the lens I had asked for, but then received an email that stated that he needed to call the company to confirm the order.  When he did, the guy said that there was a small problem.  The lens Dennis had ordered was in the process of being discontinued by the manufacturer, so it might take weeks to months to send it, because they had to get approval from Canon before sending any out.  Of course Dennis was disappointed, because this was a birthday present.  So the guy, Ralph (if that is his real name - he sounded just like the ShamWow guy, Vinnie) who claimed he was a manager, said he had a suggestion, a brand new lens that is SO much better than that Canon I thought I wanted.  He said it had top reviews, and was so new, that it was hard to find.  He said that it was retailing for $1,600 but that because it was my birthday and all, he would sell it to Dennis for $1,000, about the same price as the Canon, out of the goodness of his heart.  Then he spouted all this information about the specs of this lens, knowing full well that Dennis knew nothing about lenses, and promising I would LOVE it.  Dennis asked if it was a Canon, because he knew I was very specific that I wanted a Canon.  The guy said, "Ya, ya.  Its for a Canon.  Definitely."  

That's why Dennis was so shocked that the Lens was a Sigma, and not a Canon.  Not knowing anything about photography he didn't know there was a difference between a lens by Canon, and a lens for Canon.  How would he know?

He called Ralph and explained that they sent the wrong lens.  He said, no, it was the lens Dennis ordered and there was no mistake.  Dennis told him that the lens we received sells for about $500 everywhere else.  And the guy explained that no, we were confused, that that is the "old" Sigma lens, and that it is clearly labeled on their website the "NEW!" Sigma lens, which is so extraordinarily better than the old one, that any photographer, even a pro, would be excited to own it.  Then again he espoused the great specs and advantages of this lens in a ton of technical terms that Dennis could not possibly keep up with and then just told Dennis that he needed to let me try the lens and promised I would love it.

Well, I wasn't so sure.  The "new" lens looked exactly like the "old" lens, and the box said nothing about it being new.  It even had the same model # as the old one.  Common sense tells me that if this "new" lens was so incredibly different and fantastic as to make it three times the price they would label it differently, and stamp something new on the lens itself - a new letter or number to differentiate it from the old one.  I went to the Sigma website, and they had nothing on the site about a "new" lens.  Things were looking more than a bit fishy, so I called our friend Ralph myself this time.  That was an exhausting call.

I explained to him what I had found.  He brushed of my concerns like I was a silly school girl, saying of course the lens looked exactly the same on the outside, but was totally revolutionary on the inside and that it was so new that they didn't have a chance to make it look different or label it differently (ya, sure.  How hard it is to stamp an extra letter on a lens?)  When I asked why this new lens wasn't on the Sigma website, he gave me this long explanation about how the new stuff comes out in Japan first and comes to the US much later, and how when a certain new Japanese car came out, he had to get it ordered straight from Japan, because none of the dealers in the US carried it yet.  He told me that if I went to the Sigma Japan website I would certainly see it there.  Then he sent me on my computer to a couple other online camera stores, his "competitors" to show me that they also carried the "NEW" Sigma lens, selling for much more than the "deal" he had given us.  I asked him if these companies were really his competitors, of just run by the same folks.  He acted offended at such a suggestion. The phone call ended without him giving me a return authorization code, only a plea that I actually take out the lens and use it and decide if I like it or not.

But I didn't dare get it out of the box and use it for fear that they wouldn't let me return it.  Instead I got online to the Sigma Japan website.  I don't read Japanese, but my sister does, so I thought I would have her look at it with me.  But when I got to the site, I realized the the names of all the products were in English and right on the front page was a list of what was "NEW" with the date next to the entry.  The list went back several years.  The supposed "new" lens was not listed anywhere.  I didn't have to know Japanese to see that.

So I called Ralph right back and told him enough was enough.  I wanted my return authorization code.  He asked why, again.  So I explained the whole thing to him again, and he gave me the same old lines. When he explained to me again,  like I was a complete idiot, that this lens was so new, etc., I told him that I had seen the Japanese website and that there was nothing about a new lens on it.  He just brushed it off saying "That's strange.  Maybe you didn't know where to look."  Um, don't you think a new lens would be listed under "what's new"? Where else could one possibly look?  He said I must have gone to the wrong website.  Huh?  It was the sigma.com.ja site.  Pretty sure that was the official Sigma Japan site.  Then he just dropped the subject all together.  Again he asked me if I have tried it.  I told him no way.  I don't want it.  I want to return it.  I want the Canon.  Period.  I have no interest in even trying it because it is not what I wanted to begin with, and I didn't want any trouble about it being opened  when I returned it.  He told me I was being silly, and that I can't return a perfectly good lens without even trying it first. He promised me that it was not a problem to try it out.  In fact, he said he wouldn't let me return it unless I tried it first.  He told me to put it on my camera right now and try it.  I refused, but he wouldn't go anywhere in the conversation unless I did.  So I unwrapped the lens and put it on my camera and took a picture.  "What do you think?"  he asked.  I don't know.  I was in my bedroom and took a picture of my dresser.  "It's fine."  "Just fine?  It is incredible!" he tells me.  He can't even see the picture.  No, it was just kind of ordinary.  "OK, I tried it, can I return it now?"  Nope.  He went on to "educate" (his words) me about camera lenses, since it was obvious by the fact that I was unimpressed, that I was clearly uneducated about camera lenses.  Then he went on to tell me all the technical jargon and mumbo jumbo in hopes of losing me.  Finally he told me to take the lens to a real photographer who actually knows something, and they will tell me how incredible a lens I have and what a great deal I got.  He wouldn't let me return it until I did that.

Ugh!

So that afternoon I took my lens into the local camera shop to get their opinion, but unfortunately the camera guy wasn't in.  They asked me to come back tomorrow.

That night I couldn't sleep.  I was so mad!  I didn't know what I could say to get these idiots at Bingo Cameras to listen to me!  I knew I was being scammed, of that I was certain.  Ordinary companies, that are straight up, don't give you this much trouble, and they never require you to open something and use it before returning it.  So I decided to do a bit more research.  I called my brother in law, a computer guy, and he looked at the bingo website with me, pointing out all the signs that this company wasn't legit - the security icon did nothing when you clicked on it, there was no address or email, only a phone #.  The products had no specs listed, and the prices of the most popular items were WAY below retail.  Too good to be true - all part of the classic bait-and-switch scam.  I did more digging online, and found a blog post where someone had warned about Bingo Cameras as a scam operation, and there were about 200 comments by people who told how they had been scammed with a bait-and -switch where they ordered a Canon, and were sold something else, or had ordered a camera at the low price but were sold all the accessories at hugely inflated prices, etc.  Others said that their card numbers had been used to make unauthorized purchases, etc.  What a mess we had gotten ourselves into!  Yikes! 

 I also found this website done by some ordinary guy who had been ripped off by a similar camera operation.  He lives in NY and most of these operations operate out of Brooklyn.  So now for fun he rides his bike around Brooklyn looking for the addresses to photo companies and takes pictures of their storefronts.  He has hundreds of them on his website.  Most are mailbox places or back alley doors.  But he also puts on the legit photo places, like B&H photo, which, surprise, surprise, is a real company with a nice big building that is being expanded.  It is eye-opening.  I looked through all of the many entries and couldn't find Bingo Camera listed, but did find a different company, High Point Cameras, at the very same address, same floor even.  Apparently this guy gets death threats all the time for having this website up, but he keeps doing it.  Hurray for him!

By morning, I had complied a pageful of notes in my defense.  Since it all began with the line that the Canon lens Dennis had originally ordered was being discontinued and thus the delay, I called Canon to see if this was true.  They guy at Canon was so nice, and confirmed that that certainly was not true.  In fact, that was one of their most popular lenses, and they had no plans of discontinuing it.  He said that Bingo Camera was not a authorized Canon dealer and that they had no contact with that company.  He said he'd be willing to bet that Bingo Cameras had no access to Canon lenses at all. 

So then I called Sigma, to ask if there was such a thing as this "NEW" lens.  She was also really nice.  She told me that there was no such lens, that the "new" lens and the old lens were one and the same, and that there is no "new" lens coming down the line.  If there were, she assured me, there would be announcements and promotions for months before, and everybody would know about it.  She said that if a new product came out, it would come out to both the JA and US markets at the some time.

Both the Canon and Sigma people told me the same thing.  Whenever you want to buy an electronics product, from whatever manufacturer, always go to the manufacturer and get a list of their authorized dealers , then price compare among those companies.  Then there is a lot less chance of having a problem.  And if there is a problem, the manufacturer can take recourse with that company and help solve your problem.  They both told me that they had heard a lot of this kind of thing before and wished me good luck.

Well, I decided not to bother taking the camera back to the camera store, as I was fully convinced by now that there was no new Sigma lens, and I knew exactly what I had in my possession and it was a $500 lens with that $1000 price tag.

So I called Vinnie, I mean Ralph, back.  This time I was armed and ready for a fight!

I told Raplh that I was ready to return my lens now.  I told him I had brought it to the camera store, and the camera guy told me it was the same as the old Sigma lens and was worth about $500.  (OK, so that was a lie.  I hadn't actually gone to the store.  But I knew that's what would have happened, and this creep had lied to me and Dennis enough already.  Two can play at this game.)  He acted really surprised, and then said, fine, I could return the lens, no problem.  I would just have to pay a 10% restocking fee of $150.  Hold on.  10% of $1000, is not $150.  he explained that $1,500 was the original price of the lens, and $1000 was the special deal that he gave Dennis, but that we had to pay the restocking fee for the original amount, thus $15o.

Is this story beginning to curl your hair yet?

But wait, it get better (if by better I mean worse)!

I say I will not pay a restocking fee since everything Dennis and I have been told from the beginning was a lie.  He seemed shocked and offended!  "Ma'am, I have only told you the truth this whole time."  So I began to list all the lies he had told.  I told him how I had called Canon, and disproved the very first lie he started with, that the Canon lens Dennis had ordered was being discontinued.  I told him of my conversation with Canon, and how they enlightened me.  Then I told him about my conversation with Sigma, and how the this "new" lens doesn't exist.  Then, again, I demanded my money back, ALL my money back.  "Of course that's what they said... ", he replied, like the folks at Canon and Sigma were not to be trusted, when he was the scam artist.  He finally said "Fine, you can have your money back" and sent me to another guy to take care of the return.  Good, I thought. Were were getting somewhere.

So this new guy, Kevin, says that he understands that I want to return the lens I ordered.  I say, "Yes, only it is not the lens we ordered, and that is why we are returning it."  He is very polite.  "Fine, and you understand that there is a $150 restocking fee."  Here we go again!  I said that Ralph agreed that I didn't have to pay the fee, but he said the Ralph didn't have the authority to tell me that.  (Funny, because earlier Ralph told me he was the manager.)  Kevin said I had to pay the fee.  I refused, of course.  Then he asked my why I wanted to return the lens.  Did I even try it?  I said yes, I had.  He asked how it was, and I said it was fine.  He said "If you tried it and it works fine, then you should be happy." I explained again that it wasn't the Canon lens that we ordered.  He said " So you are just upset that you paid so much for a Sigma lens.  How 'bout I just refund you $500, and you keep the lens, since you said yourself that the lens was fine."  I was really starting to loose my cool now.  "I don't want THIS lens, I want the Canon that we originally ordered!  I want a Canon, period!"

He tells me to calm down, and that he will be happy to return my money, but that I will have to pay the restocking fee, especially since by my own admission I had used the lens, and I would be returning a "used" lens!  AAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH! My head is showing all warning signs of being about to explode! Can you feel the pressure behind your temples and the buzzing in your ears too?  

"B--- S---!"  I told him (I know, I know.  I'm sorry.  I just lost it.  We had been on the phone for hours over a period of days, and I just lost it! Sorry.)  "the only reason I opened and used it in the first place was because Ralph insisted that I HAD TO try it before I returned it!  He insisted and reassured me it was not a problem to try it!"  Kevin told me that I had no right to curse at him, and that since he had no idea what condition I was returning my 
"used" lens in, he had no choice but charge a restocking fee.  I said that I had taken ONE picture, and that it was in PRISTINE condition!  I yelled it actually.  He said, "Ma'am, you are yelling and cursing at me and I am as calm and polite as can be with you.  I said, "of course you are.  You are a scam artist.  You get paid to stay calm!"  Then he gets all offended and asks how I could possibly accuse him of such a thing.  OK, you asked for it, Buddy!  I then roll off a list of every thing - the bogus website, all the lies I was told etc.  He once again assured me that I was never told a lie and that I was not scammed.  I then asked him about this other camera company, High Point Cameras, with the same address.  He says he doesn't know what I am talking about.  He has never heard of them.  I said, "they have the same address, and you have never heard of them?"  He tells me it is a big building.  Both companies are on the 7th floor and he has never heard of them?  They are the same company!!!  He asked me where I got that information.  I don't say.  He says, "We know about that guy's bogus website.  What?  Do you think we are stupid?"  I say "No, I'm sure you know about that website.  I just want you to know that I know about that website."  I was yelling again, of course.

"Ma'am," he interrupts me, "you are being very rude to me, and I don't like it.  Have you ever thought of being nice.  Don't you think I would be more willing to return all your money if you were polite?"

Lost it again!!!  "Polite?  Polite?  I have been politely asking for my money back for two days straight, and my husband was super nice before that and nobody listened to either of us in our politeness!"  I was yelling louder than ever into that phone.

"Ma'am, perhaps I can talk to your husband because you seem to have lost your self control."

"You may not talk to my husband.  He is out of town.  You may talk to me, and return my money, all of it, or you can talk to the credit card company, the Better Business Bureau, the New York State Attorney's office, the the NYC Department of Consumer Affairs, and the county DA!!!"

"Ma'am.  Calm down.  Lets try something.  I really don't like being cursed at (I only said BS once) and yelled at.  I think you should try being nice.  Why don't you try it and see what happens.  I might just give you your money back. Go ahead."  

I was not going to apologize and "see what happens."

Then he promised me that if I would just apologize for cursing and calling him a scam artist, he would return all my money.

Fine.  I figured that if he and Ralph would lie to me so much, I could certianly lie to him, so I apologized.  I mean I REALLY apologized to the point where it was anything but credible.  "OH, Kevin.  I am SOOO sorry that I said that NASTY word to you after you had been trying SOOO hard to help me in my distress.  Of COURSE you are not a scam artist, and you have had only my best interest in mind.  I am deeply apologize for any hurt or distress I have caused and ask you to PLEASE forgive me."  Sweet as butter, and not a lick of sincerity in it - just like a scam artist.  I have learned from the best over the past few days.

"Great," he said, and gave me the return authorization number and return instructions, just like that.

Unbelievable!

So it worked, right.  Well, not so fast.  The story doesn't quite end there.  That was Tuesday.

On Friday night Dennis tried to get a hotel room and our card was declined.  It was midinght, and he had no idea why.  Another LONG story, but he ended up having to sleep in the car with my two older boys becasue he could not get a room with a declined card.

When he called the card company in the morning, he was told that they put a stop on the card because there was an unauthorized purchase of $9,400 from Tokyo on our card!!!  $9,400!!! Any guesses who made the purchase?  I have no doubt that it was the folks at Bingo Cameras and Co.  Apparently they didn't accept my apology after all.  Huh? And I thought I had delivered it so well.  We were being punished.  Nice.

Fortunalety the card company didn't let the purchase it go through, but had cancelled our card, so we spent our getaway San Diego weekend with no card, and no access to our cash since it was a holiday and all the banks were closed.  Good times!

So that's where we are. I just spent $20 to send the lens back with delivery confirmation.  We will see if the money gets returned when they recieve the lens back.  How much you wanna bet it will get "lost" in the mail, or be damaged or such?  This story just keeps getting worse and worse. 

See what I mean about blood squirting from my eyes?

So the moral from this long sad tale is that Bingo Cameras is a scam, but so are dozens, perhaps hundreds of other camera/electronics online stores, many of them run by the same sleezy folks.  Buyer Beware!!!  If something sounds too good to be true, it is.  Buy from the manufacturer's authorized dealers, and you should be fine.

Please, warn EVERYONE!  This has been a nightmare for us!  If you can, all you bloggers out there, please post a warning about these online companies for your readers, and invite them to warn their readers.  Post a link back to this post if you want to.  I sure wish someone had warned me.  We would have never had this nightmare, had I known.  They change business names every several months, so it is not enough to warn about just Bingo Cameras.  These guys simply won't back down and are very good at what they do.  The only way to stop these guys is to to warn enough people about them so that they don't get any more business.  BEWARE!  BEWARE!  BEWARE!

(Sorry this was so long, but I had to document it all for my own sanity.  Thanks for hanging in until the end, although I think you just kept reading to see if my head really would explode, didn't you?  Almost, my friend.  Almost.  We will not be clear of the threat of my head exploding until I get every penny of my money back, and with the way these guys operate, I have probably not heard the last of them.)

Friday, July 3, 2009

Festooned for the Fourth!

Hello all!  I am heading out of town for the holiday weekend, but I wanted to wish you all a wonderful Independence Day!  


I've done it again!  I went a bit crazy with the holiday decor.  You'll have to check it out on my creative blog, Out of the Attic or click here.  Unfortunately I didn't put up my big outdoor bunting this year since we will be gone, and I only dare leave them up a few days in this bright sun or they will fade, because I just LOVE it when I have the buntings festooning the front of my house!  Next year.

I absolutely love this holiday!  It is one of my favorites, after Easter and Christmas.  I love this country, and I want to leave no doubt in my children's minds that I love this land, and consider myself a patriot- not just because I decorate to the hilt, and my house looks like a flag factory exploded in it, but because I am constantly talking about this land, its government, for good and bad, and how it should and needs to be here in America, the kinds of things they are just not teaching in our schools that are needed to build patriotism.  I am forever espousing to my children (usually in the car - since that is were we always are) what democracy is, and the beauties of a limited government and the free market system.  I consider this patriotic education of my children one of the sacred duties of being a mother!


Just yesterday I finished reading Glenn Beck's book, "Common Sense."  Wow!  It is very timely and eye opening, and a call for everyday folks who are feeling that nasty feeling in the pit of their stomachs whenever they think about what our government is doing to pay attention, stand up, and be heard.  Powerful stuff, and so right on!  Please pick up a copy and read it NOW!  It is cheap, very short, and enlightening (if it doesn't make you sick first).  I have a copy if you want to read it.  Independence day is the perfect time to read this.

I have decided that my next book will be "The 5000 Year Leap" by Cleon Sklousen.  My good friend Diana just read it and raved over it because it lays out exactly what we as a people need to be in order to keep our democracy alive and thriving.  It was also the book that Beck, in his book, said was a must-read for every American.

Included in Beck's book, is the entire pamphlet "Common Sense" by Thomas Paine.  I haven't read it since high school, and it is wonderful - truly inspired!  I have decided that I need to revisit the words of our founding fathers, and share their inspired words with my children.  Their battle was hard fought, and for US today.  We can't let what they gained at so great a cost, slip away and through our lack of diligence let the American Experiment fail.  It is SO important!

And after the hot dogs, and before the fireworks, I hope each of us will read the Declaration of Independence, Paine's "Common Sense", or any other words and documents of our founding fathers this 4th of July, and share these words with our families.  Let's give this day, and those great inspired patriots who pledged their lives and fortunes for this great cause almost 250 years ago the reverence and gratitude they deserve today, then take what has been given us and preserve it for our children, and their great-great grandchildren 250 years hence.  

Happy Independence Day!  And may God continue to bless and reign over this great land!