This weekend I got to meet my new nephew, Oliver, for the first time.
This is not my new camera. It’s Tim’s camera and it’s the Mother of All Cameras, the Canon 5D. And he let me use it at Grandma’s funeral on Saturday. Only thing is, I had it set wrong the pictures aren’t very good. But at least I can say I shot with the 5D.
And now I’m going to take the first sore throat I’ve had in ages and go lay down.
*After publishing this post and going away for a while and taking my bath and drinking my hot water with lemon and honey, I came back and noticed that this is my 600th post since starting my blog on blogspot.com on December 3, 2005! If I’d realized this earlier, and if I didn’t have an elephant sitting on my sinus’s, and if my head wasn’t pounding, I might have done a “look back”. But all of those things are true, so I will just congratulate myself on 600 posts in almost 5 and half years and say goodnight.*