What a Life!

My camera is kaput.

Last weekend, Steve wanted pizza. So when I went to the grocery store, I bought a Four Cheese Freschetta pizza. But that didn’t do the trick, because the next day, Steve was asking for pizza again. We had a coupon for Valentino’s, so we decided to go there.

And since we were going to town and Steve was with me and the sun was shining nicely – not too bright, but shining none the less – I decided to take the boys sweaters and the camera, in hopes that I could take another try at getting some good portraits of the boys.

Then Steve got grumpy with me because we can’t just go to town – no, everything we do has to be a big production with all this stuff we have to take along… And you can’t blame him, really. I was even making him take a change of clothes in case he got caught in one of the pictures.

But in the midst of all that, I dropped my camera.

It was in the bag I normally carry it in, which does have some padding. But apparently, not enough.

I didn’t even think anything of it when I picked it up. It’s not like it fell on concrete or anything. Just the linoleum floor in our kitchen which has plywood underneath.

We ate our pizza, and then we went to the Arboretum on East Campus. The light was perfect. There was not distracting background to avoid. The boys were in a good mood. It was neither too cold nor too windy. The perfect opportunity to putter around and take some pictures.

I took my camera out and went to take a picture…

On my camera, you press the shutter release halfway and that sets the focus, aperture, and shutter speed. Then you press it all the way and you take the picture.

I pressed the shutter release, and it focused and did everything else, but it would not take the picture. There was no visible damage to the camera, but obviously something was wrong.

So Monday I shipped my camera off to Virginia for repairs.

Canon told me they’d send it back to me seven to ten days after they received it at their facility. I called them yesterday, and they said it would take three to five days from when they received it to contact me and let me know what the problem was and how much it would cost to fix it.

It arrived Wednesday at 1:09 p.m.

I am still waiting to hear from them.

This morning, Joey was playing with the dishes in the drainboard that hadn’t gotten put away last night. The light in the kitchen was perfect, and I would have been taking lots of pictures. Apparently Ben knows the routine. He had his toy camera in there and was taking lots of pictures of Joey playing with the pots and pans.

If only my children weren’t so cute…