my camera

I have decided owning a camera is not the smartest investment I have ever made.

I cannot find mine.

You know, the new one I had replaced after we were robbed.

That one.

And the one my sister let me borrow until I got the new one.

(oops, Tami reads this. I'm so busted!)

I like to take pictures but for some reason that escapes me I loose my cameras.

Perhaps that is because I'm a bit of an airhead and when I am not, I'm on the flakey side.

(oops, there I go again. I also run at the mouth way way too much! Love you, Eva!)

But I have wonderful sisters who take pics for me, such as Joey and his mohawk, really bad 12 year old makeovers, and ones of the graduate.

Some day when I grow up I want a nice camera that has a built-in alarm so when I put it down I know exactly where it is. Then again, my van has one of those and I never remember where I park. Maybe the alarm is not such a great idea after all.

I could go back to an 80's camera, ones that are as big as your purse.

(oh my gosh! The 80's is so ancient! THAT MEANS I AM TOO!)

Oh, well. maybe next time I will have real pictures to share that I actually took and really came from my camera. (I can wish, right?)