For a moment there, I forgot I can talk about things other than my girlie bits and other bodily functions. Novelty is fun!

Two days before Halloween, my 3-year-old Canon PowerShot A95 digital camera died.

Just how dead is it?

This dead…

That’s pretty much a flat liner, wouldn’t you say?

This is a photographic emergency, people! TWO days before Halloween! Actually, just one day! A mother can’t not have a camera on Halloween. It’s in the by-laws or something.

I especially can’t not have a camera on Halloween. Hello? Don’t forget Payton’s costume choice last year. I’m a Naked Sole! My costume masterpiece so far in life.

You ought to know my Payton hasn’t undergone any vast personality changes and suddenly decided to go mainstream in his costume attire. Oh no.

Payton is dressing up as an Australian Spotted Jellyfish.

Parker, for the 3rd year in a row, is dressing up as a Star Wars character. So far we’ve had Obi Wan, Anakin Skywalker, and now Darth Vadar. I don’t know who he will pick next year. Princess Leia maybe.

It’s very clear I MUST BUY A NEW CAMERA RIGHT NOW!

But which one? The choices are overwhelming! And cameras have gone from 5 megapixels to 10 in affordability in just 3 years! And I have to narrow it down to ONE in 24 hours!

This is my stress for the day, if all of the exclamation points don’t convey that. What can I say? I lead a charmed life.

Wally and I have salivated over the Canon Digital Rebel for, oh, forever and ever, Amen. When they came out with the new and improved Rebel, we almost wet our pants in excitement. However, due to the sticker price, all we ever did is fog up the display glass and dirty it up with our saliva.

We have good intentions, Wally and I. We used to be fucking awesome at photography. Wally was a former photo journalist back in the day when there were actual negatives to develop in darkrooms with chemicals and shit. You know, back during the STONE AGE.

We were a perfect team. I was the awesome photo stylist and Wally knew all about f-stops and shutter speed and light and all that technical stuff that makes my eyes glaze over and brain switch to technical ADD.

As we drooled over the Rebel, we envisioned all of the wonderful photographic bonding moments we would have as parents. It would be great for our marriage, to have this hobby where we excel as partners!

Then reality hit and instead, we’ve bonded over cleaning skid marks out of the boys’ toilet and eight years of wiping butts that has now progressed to a certain 5-year-old running out of the bathroom, naked from the waist down, bending over right in front of us and asking us if he wiped good enough.

Nothing bonds you together like a doo-doo smeared butt right in your face. That’s a Kodak moment even Kodak can’t touch, which is a good thing because Wally doesn’t like Kodak anyway.

Wally is looking only at Canon and Nikon point and shoot cameras. My technology ADD is kicking in and I find myself yawning and not really caring.

I just want to take pictures of my kids tomorrow night, and as nice as the Rebel is, I still require a smaller, easy to carry in my pocket or purse point & shoot camera. And I’m not forking out $1000 for a camera within the next 24 hours.

So please, tell me what you like or don’t like about your point and shoot digital camera. Know of a really good one? Share the knowledge! Know one that’s a piece of crap? Let me know! I’m working on a time crunch and it’s driving my anal-retentive self crazy that I can’t spend days and days researching the best one.

(Hold me)

Imagine if I couldn’t share with you pictures of the Australian spotted jellyfish costume and yet another Stars Wars costume.

That would be a travesty of blogospheric proportion.

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