Cameras

     I received my first camera at an age when taking photographs of my Barbies and dolls was more important than capturing those special moments in life.  It was a Polaroid, which instantly printed the picture (no film!).  However, the image required a shaking and flapping dance to develop.  This particular Polaroid also used a flashbar, meaning each picture used up one entire flash resulting in instant disposal, definitely wouldn't last in today's Go Green mentality.  Instant picture, instant money-down-the-drain. 

Glamour shots were always big with me as well.  Work it Dad!

I guess my parents wanted more than just the set-up I had of Barbies and My Little Ponies in the picture.  Here with who I called "The Man," Uncle C. 

Yes, I still own and wear this Tina Turner shirt.

     My next cameras consisted of a series of the disposable ones and finally ended with, yet another, series of digital ones.  I tend to have bad luck with cameras...especially digital ones (one might still be riding around in a shuttle bus in Mexico, one had water invade the battery area even though the rest of the camera was waterproof, and another we luckily found back at the pub in Ireland where I had left it), and still PDub and I stepped out on a limb one weekend by purchasing Sir Richard Parker, a Canon Rebel.  Luckily, PDub's dad is a professional photographer, so he helped us pick out the the most user friendly camera we could learn in just a short week (before we truly put it to the test).  Here are some pictures we took with it as soon as the battery was charged:

   
     Bring on the memories because I am ready to capture them!