There are a few things that make me feel glam, but today it was about dressing up in a pretty outfit and heels (although you can’t see the heels, KNOW they ARE there), putting on my best makeup and adding a sparkly flower in my hair.  I mean the sparkling flower alone is glam, right?  Right.  Also, thinking about the man you love while taking the photos?  Extra-awesome.  Just sayin’. *wink*

I was happy with these shots – I’m not normally a fan of my own portrait, you know, because there’s that desire to pick apart every little flawed detail until there’s nothing good left.  But today, I said the hell with it, I’m going to take shots and like them, really like them.  And I do.

These were taken earlier today with my Nikon, no flash, just using the natural light coming in through my bedroom window.

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Not bad for an old broad of 42.

Today, I feel glamorous.

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Last week, my husband asked if he could borrow my smaller camera. I said sure. He doesn’t often take pictures but he wanted to go shoot some wildlife photos. Before he left, he had asked me to charge the battery. I put the battery in the charger and then headed out, telling him to call me if he needed help figuring out the camera.

He calls me a couple of hours later and asks me if the camera battery is charged. I tell him it should really charge for several hours but it should be good enough for the short time he’ll need it.

I get home later in the afternoon and see the battery for the camera – still in the charger. I start laughing, because duh, how is he supposed to take pics if the battery is missing? Well he can’t.

He and oldest son get home sometime after dark and when husband walks in, I start laughing and tell him I hope he didn’t see something fantastic that he took photos of because, ah, they won’t turn out. I show him the battery still in charger. He sorta laughs – kinda, not really. I ask him to bring my camera in from the truck but he had already locked it up and said he’d get it in the morning. No biggie.

A couple of days go by and I ask him to bring the camera in before he leaves for work. He goes out to his truck and comes back in a few minutes later – with no camera.

Where’s the camera?

I don’t know. That’s weird, I must have brought it in on Monday night.

Um, no you didn’t – I asked you when you came in to get it and you said it was locked in the truck.

Okay, I’ll check again. He checks again. No camera.

Okay, strange, but it’s not in my truck.

Not in your truck? OMG tell me you didn’t lose another camera? He’d lost my other camera last fall, somewhere in the great big wilderness of Alberta.

I can’t see me losing TWO cameras.

I hope not. That’s TWO cameras.

He arrives home after work and realizes that the camera is no where in his truck. At all.

I can’t find the camera.

You can’t find it? For real? Are you shitting me?

No I’m not kidding you.

Um, you lost ANOTHER camera? It’s practically brand new! AND, I had 10 videos of the kids and 100 photos on it!

I’ll get it.

You’ll get it? Where is it?

I must have left it out on Mark’s property, somewhere in the field.

Somewhere in the field? You mean the acres and acres of field?

Yes.

Oh well, that should be easy. My camera lying out in the wilderness. Wild animals eating it.

I don’t think the wild animals are going to eat your camera. And we have no snow and it’s going to be nice here for the next few days. I’ll go out on Saturday and get it.

You’re just going to “get it?”

Yup.

Okay.

Saturday rolls around and I decided I’m going with him. I mean I want to see him actually find it. I’m not believing it.

We drive out to the farm, which is an hour away. The owner is there and tells us to go through another gate, not the one that hubby normally goes through when he’s there. We drive down and then spend almost 2 hours driving through the massive field, husband trying to figure out where he was parked days ago. The field is free of snow, so the black camera bag will be easy to spot should we actually find it.

He’s convinced that he must have set it on the truck when he got back from his walk and then when he drove off, it had fallen and was lying in the field. After hours of looking, we head back down to the main yard. Hubby says he’s going to walk over to the gate he normally goes through – we couldn’t previously drive through there because the owner had brought his calves closer to the main yard, so it was gated off.

After a few minutes, I see my husband walking back to the SUV with my camera bag! OMG! It was there, in the bag, I was in shock – he actually found it. My heart is skipping a beat. Here’s a picture:

Isn’t it lovely? My heart soon stopped skipping and I pretty much had a stroke right there. My practically brand new camera, which was a replacement for the OTHER one that my husband lost. And the best part of all of this? Had he gone on Tuesday or Wednesday or Thursday or Friday to search for the camera, it would have most likely been just fine. But just our luck – the farmer had just let his cattle out through that gate Saturday morning. My poor camera hadn’t a chance – it was trampled by 85 700 pound calves. Moo.

Yes, he’s buying me a another new one. I’m going to stock up on disposable cameras for him. Say cheese.