In Mourning -

In Mourning 07/01/2009

Tragedy has struck. I am in mourning. My beloved camera has up an ran away with god knows who. I have been without a camera for a week now. At first it was no big deal, I was sure it would turn up. By day two, I was starting to panic, but managed to keep my cool. Day 3 was spent frantically ripping my house apart. Day 4 was spent crying and wailing to anyone that would listen. I spent a good part of the day wandering through stores looking forlornly at all of the beautiful cameras for sale that I can't, at the moment, afford. That is until I was shooed away my clerks for getting face smudges, tears, and drool on the glass displays. My husbands aunt told me she hopes the bird of fortune will shit on my head and I get a new camera. Which, by the way, was the nicest thing someone has said to me all year. This morning, I am sitting here unable to think of going to Canada Day celebrations because I just know that I will see someting I want to take a picture of, and then the crying and wailing to Big Daddy will start again, "I neeeeeeeeeeeeed a camera! PLEEEEESE!" He just goes on, as if I hadn't said a word. "ahem, is this thing on?" "I said I neeeeed a camera!" Nope its not working.