Ever since the FCC came up with their 'Do Not Call List' I've noticed a massive increase in the number of telemarketing calls I've gotten.  I figure the FCC probably got slapped by the powerful US telemarketing lobby after they dared to try and curtail the millions of unwanted and unsolicited phone calls made every day by telemarketers in the United States.  

Today I got another pre-recorded advertisement at work by a company called "Warranty Solutions" and have gotten so fed up with these spammers that I decided to file a complaint with the FCC.  The recording begins with the words, "Your auto warranty is about to expire..."  

I was able to get through to a person on the other end of the line and asked them some questions about the company. Usually they just hang up on me when I ask to be removed from their telemarketing list but this time it was different.  I reluctantly gave the woman all my phone numbers and asked to be removed from their list (they are calling them anyway, so I figure I've got nothing to loose).  

The DeFay-Perez Family Cabin on Palomar Mountain

IMPORTANT: There are no gas stations after leaving Highway 15 (it's 26 miles up and 26 back).  There is very limited cell phone reception on the mountain and we have no telephone at the cabin.

Directions:

At the intersection you'll see a paved road directly in front of you (Crestline Road) and a call box just to your left on the far (east) side of Canfield Road.  Between Crestline and the call box there is a steep dirt road that can be hard to see (look for the sign that reads "Palomar Cedars").  That dirt road is our road.

I can't believe it's been 16 months since Thomas was born.  He's now huge & looks like a little boy instead of a baby.  He's been swimming alot this summer, about three times a week with his friend Carlos at Murray Callan Swim School in Pacific Beach.  To see the full album, click one of the pictures.

Besides swimming he loves books and Thomas the Train.  He'll spend 20 minutes at a time sitting in his room pulling books down off his book case & thumbing through the pages.  One day he burried himself under a pile & was chattering away as he carefully 'read' each page. 

One day we put a pair of Thomas the Train underwear on him.  He could turn and see the trains on his butt, but couldn't quite figure out how to look at them.  He went spinning around in circles trying to see the train on his butt, until we felt sorry for him & put his underwear on backwards so he could look down and see everything.