My New Baby

No, no….please, don’t get too excited. Not that kind of baby. I had that fixed years ago.

 

What I’m talking about is my new camera.

I got a Nikon D5000. I LOVE it. LOVE it. LOVE it.

I have no idea to use a DSL camera, but this one makes it easy. It came with 2 different lenses, both of which I can use on automatic or manual.

By fluke I’ve gotten some pictures I really like.

Did I mention that I LOVE it?

I got this camera from an online company that is also a national chain of camera stores. My camera arrived broken. The little doohickey that keeps the flash down was broke. Is broke.

I called the company, today, finally. The almost non-English speaking person didn’t know how to do an exchange so he had to call me back. Uh, how do you not know how to do an exchange?

When  he called back he said that I would be able to ship the camera back and they would replace it. But one little information that I have to tell you…if the camera is out of stock when we go to replace it, we will just refund your money instead.

No thank you.

I got a GREAT deal on this camera. I got it for about $75 less than it’s listed for at the same site right now. I’m not going to send the camera back so I can end up paying more for it. I’ll just send it to Nikon to have it fixed under the warranty.

It really disappointed me that this company could maybe do an exchange. But maybe not. I guess I’m even more disappointed that the camera wasn’t in perfect working condition when they sent it to me. If you’re looking to purchase a camera and you’re going to do it online, email me and I will tell you where I would NOT purchase from again.

Wordless Wednesday ~ Can You Tell What This Is?

Well, of course I can’t do anything wordless. Ask anyone who knows me. Really. My nickname growing up was motor mouth. Awesome.

I just bought myself a new camera. Received it on Saturday. This is one of the pictures I took while I was bored and fooling around.

I think it’s really neat because it looks like a forest during a snow storm. Thank my lucky stars, that isn’t what it really is.

Can you tell me what it is?

I can’t help but share these too…

Maybe I’ll have to do another post on allll of the other 400 pictures I took that 1st day that turned out like crap.

Music Monday ~Bohemian Rhapsody~ Queen

No way!

I fell in love with this song when I was in junior high, thank you very much to Wayne's World and the highs chool boys who lip-synched this song the entire State Bowling Trip. 

Craig, your air drum solo will never be forgotten.

Way!

And of course a HUGE thank you to my new Aussie friend who totally reminded me of this magically babelicious song.

I'm not worthy.

Remember When You Were A

kid, and you did some weird shit in public, like picking your nose, or singing or pulling out a wedgie, and you thought no one was looking?


Guess what?


They were.

Just A Hint

If you are in a restaurant and you see a 5 year old MADLY CAREENING toward the door,


you should probably NOT hold the door open for her.


Especially if her mom is across the restaurant screaming MADDY STOP! MADDY STOP! MADDY STOP!


And yes, I do realize it is my job to protect my children and keep them under control, but sometimes, oh just sometimes, little kids with ADHD do some crazy ass shit you're just not expecting.


And please know that I am under no illusions that she is truly and angel. *wink*

WW ~ I'm Thinking That If We

all used toilet paper like my daughter, we wouldn't have to worry about forest conservation.

Yes. That is half of one sheet of toilet paper.

Why There Should Always Be

at least 2 alarms set when I need to wake up early. Well, early for me, anyway.


Because, if there aren't at least 2 set, I will not wake up on time and something like this will probably happen:


I am startled awake, instantly knowing I am late. LATE!! Shit. SHIT!!


What time is it? 9:30. Okay. Shit. I have 30 minutes to take a shower and get to school. SHIT. Okay, I can do this. Nope. I can't do this. SHIT! FUCK!!!


Then I hear the little voice of my 3 children who are 11, 7, and 5.


Wait. Is it even Monday? They go to school on Monday... Wait. Is it just Sunday then? It has to be Sunday, because they would be at school if it was Monday. Did their dad just not take them to school? No, he would never do that. Oh shit, I am so confused. CONFUSED! This just isn't right.


I recheck the time. And go back and forth about what day it really is.


Yes. It is Monday morning and it is 9:30. For sure. Or mostly for sure. Fuck.


So, I go out to the living room.


Me: WHAT ARE YOU KIDS DOING HOME!!!???!!!??? 


All 3 of them just stare at me blankly.


The oldest, who is 11 finally manages to squeak out an unconvincing I don't know.


Me: WELL? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HOME???!!??!!


More blank stares.


Me: ARE YOU GUYS SICK OR WHAT?


More blank stares.


Me: CAN SOMEONE JUST ANSWER MY QUESTION? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HOME? ARE YOU SICK. FUCK!!! WHERE'S YOUR DAD??


Yet again, more blank stares.


Then I remember. It is a national holiday. The kids do not have school today, it is 9:30 in the morning, and my husband is already at work. And yes, I was yelling at the top of my lungs like some crazy, psychoti, totally fucked up mental patient this whole time. Quite comical, I'm sure.


So, yes, this is why there should always be 2 alarms set so I will not wake up in a panic and yell at my kids for sitting in front of the T.V. watching cartoons, as quiet as can be, just so I can sleep in.


Sometimes I can be such a fucking idiot.


Really.