Thursday, August 12, 2010


Joel's camera just died. The one he needs for photoshoots for, oh, WORK. The one that is just 3 years old. The one that we saved and saved for. The one that we value as much as one of our children. The one that takes the pictures that I look at after a long frustrating annoying whining day and am reminded how much I do love said children (and camera).

It's dead.

Words cannot express how incredibly bad this timing is.

Dear Universe,
The computer and then the camera. This morning it occurred to me that our water heater is probably just over 10 years old, so if you're looking to strike in sets of three, I'm guessing that will be your next stop?


wanda said...

Isn't there a frickin' warranty?

Sarah said...

I think it was 1 year. And we got it before Gemma was born. Weh.

Allison said...

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! I'm sorry. Can it be repaired?

laura said...

Oh nooooooooooooooooooooo. So it just stopped working? I'm sorry. Hopefully it can be repaired?