you were our first camera. we bought you at the forums at Caesar's palace on our secret trip to vegas, the first summer we were married. i loved your red color. you take such beautiful pictures. i'm grieving for you this morning. grieving because i put you in my handy dandy red patterned purse yesterday, along with brennan bottle of water. you knew that brennan's bottle was not tightly screwed, but you said nothing. you must have been shouting, "i'm drowning!!!" but we did not hear you. we were car dancing to "womanizer" while your lens was being flooded with water. i thought if you dried out things would be okay, but this morning you are still broken. you've been all over the country, the Hawaiian islands, weddings, the pork loin's birth...we will miss you sony cyber shot. you and your 7.2 mega pixels.
e, s.d.gib, & the pork loin
p.s. there's soap in my hair and i'm not going to wash it out. how did i get there? the pork loin has to grab at "protruding parts" while getting "changed," thus we are constantly washing with the Cetaphil. did i mention the pork loin is obsessed with grabbing my hair lately? these two activities don't go together. well, they do to the pork loin. are you pickin' up what i'm puttin' down?