Well, about a year ago, Chris let Maggie play with our digital camera. I KNOW, right? Predictably, she threw it and it shattered into a million pieces.
He further made the problem worse by trying to fix it himself and unscrewing those itsy bitsy little screws to see if he could "see what the deal was." I KNOW, right?
So, we have been without a camera for about a year. That is, until I took the initiative to order one online.
Knowing nothing about cameras, I chose one very scientifically.
I knew that Ashton Kutcher was the spokesperson for this particular model. I am not a huge fan of Ashton Kutcher, nor do I think he is "all that," but I am easily manipulated and swayed; a marketing/advertising company's wet dream.
If it is good enough for Ashton Kutcher, it is good enough for me.
When Chris got the order confirmation email, he asked, "What kind of camera did you get?"
"I don't know. It's a digital one, a Nikon."
"What's the pixel, blah blah blah," he asked. It was a bunch of technical crap. I had no idea what he was talking about. I just wanted a camera.
"It is the one on t.v. that Ashton Kutcher is selling."
I don't think he was too happy with me. But, you know. We needed a new camera. We were missing important events in our childrens' lives that you just can't capture with the Iphone camera. I took a leap. It was a blind leap.
So, here we are with our new camera. I'm taking pictures of everything. Including, apparently, raccoon turds in my back yard.
My neighbors already think I am little off...taking pictures of turds probably isn't helping.
In our cul de sac, we have New Jersey people, New Yorkers and people from Connecticut. And Colombia. I suppose they have seen it all.
So....here is me. On our way up to Jacksonville.