Yay Liam! =)
After the belt presentation while packing the offspring and camera gear into the car, I promptly knocked my camera to the ground (again) and damaged my favorite lens (again). Grrr... At least the D200 survived.
So, the following week, the hubs takes the lens to our friendly neighborhood camera store... The helpful fellows in the store take the lens and begin to mount it on another body saying, "Well, maybe it's something we can fix; let's take a look... what happened?"
"Uhm, she dropped it on the asphalt."
"Oh," was the only response as the guy quickly set the body down and began wrapping the lens to ship back to Nikon for repair (again).
Hey, when I screw something up, I do it well!
So then I had to rent a replacement lens.
It's nearly impossible for me to walk into Southeastern Camera (and sometimes Peace - if Geoff is working) without buying something... Dangerous. --This time I found a nice used background stand that managed to find its way home with me despite my husband's famous last words, "Don't buy anything."
"But it was a trade," I argued (which never works when you're married to a man who argues for a living).
"And what did you trade for it?"
And then (bless his heart) he helped me set it up on the back deck for an impromptu shoot of the kids in bad late-day lighting with the lens I had just rented... The lens which I used all weekend and now simply MUST have.
And lighting... I could really use some lighting equipment too!
"Giving a camera to Diane Arbus is like putting a live grenade in the hands of a child."