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Sunday, January 15, 2012

Dinner Party Poem.


Thanks Christina and Mike for having us over last night,




If I had to cook it would have been a fright.




It makes me feel old, but a dinner party is just so right.




TC and Annaleigh played with crayons but did not fight.




Gwen chilled quietly, much to her parent's delight.




The little ones liked each other, what a sweet sight.



The camera necklace is awesome, so happy it's not a kite.


The wine was a flowin', I'm glad it wasn't white.

The end.


Whatever...rhyming is way harder than it looks.


Thursday, January 12, 2012

About Today.


Welcome to my new morning routine. Green tea. Excuse me, organic green tea. Good bye coffee, we are no longer friends in the morning. You can take your delicious cream and sugar and go find a new home. You and your evil calories and chemicals are not welcome here anymore.

It's not that I don't love coffee. I do. So much. But a recent sit down with the book Skinny Bitch somehow convinced me to trade in my cup o' joe for the nutritiously magical yet horridly boring green tea. Excuse me, organic green tea. Don't confuse the two, please.




When I arrived at work this morning I pulled into a parking lot full of 800 teenagers.




It was freezing cold. At this point I was wondering 1) what the heck was going on and 2) why had I decided to forgo boots this morning and opted for cute little flats. Bad decision. Standing around waiting in the equivalent of bare feet for a fire alarm to be turned off for 30 minutes is only a good time if it's opposite day. Which by the way, it is not. According to my calendar its not until the fifth week of the month.

It was just about then that I was really wishing I had a hot cup of coffee to keep me warm. Stupid Skinny Bitch reading.




Anyway, it's snowing now. The forecast called for the storm to start around 7pm so I headed to the gym earlier than usual to try and beat the icy roads. When I walked back to my car at 6:50 the heavens opened with a fury.




As much as I hate to admit it, the snow really is pretty. And so silent. Everything is quiet when it snows. I'm not sure I'll ever get used to it. The streets are covered now in a six inch blanket, yet probably not enough to close school tomorrow. Which means I'll have to get up early enough to scrape off my car after I finish my morning cup of green tea. Excuse me, organic green tea. Don't you worry, my awesome snow boots will definitely be on my feet in the morning.

Meanwhile, my beloved is out for an evening of skiing with his buddies and I am home by myself. And you know what? I'm lonely. Maybe a little bored too. But you know what I'm not bored enough to do? Read another page of Skinny Bitch. Any more reading and I may be forced to give up another vice. Like wine.

Yeah right, like that's going to happen.

Happy Friday!

The Tale of Two Cameras. And a Tray of Cupcakes.


I've had this digital Canon Rebel for almost seven years now. My parents gave it to me as a college graduation gift. That and my cell phone bill. And my car insurance bill. And a pair of scissors to cut up my "emergency" credit card that was billed to them. It was a bittersweet day. The price of adult freedom came at a cost. At least I had a sweet new camera to document my adult-hood with. 

I remember on Spring Break 2000 we were all laying out on the beach with our point and shoot cameras. Maybe one would have been digital, but most were not. Incidentally, what is the opposite of digital? Film? Non-digital? The digital era just hadn't happened yet. Heck, we were just getting into basic cell phones at that point. 

A friend who was with us, Adam, had a 'big' camera, or what's technically referred to as a SLR camera. I didn't know fancy terminology at that point and I wasn't impressed. In fact, I thought why does Adam have that ginormous camera? What a weirdo. As the days went by and our skin got tanner I became intrigued with Adam's camera. I mean, he was a pretty cool guy which obviously meant that his camera must be cool too. Maybe I was missing something. Maybe big cameras were cool.

When we got back to school I started doing a little research. Then I started saving my money. As it turns out big SLR cameras were expensive. Like $350, way more than my student budget could afford. 

Finally, my sophomore year I invested in a Canon Rebel - the non digital kind. I loved that camera. I spent my life savings constantly keeping it full of film and developing photos. Back then I used to go water skiing several times a week and I would take my camera with me. When I went backpacking through Australia during my Junior year my camera went every step of the way. I didn't know how to use it either. I just put it on auto and snapped away, happy as a clam.

When I finally graduated, 56 years later, digital cameras were finally becoming affordable. Except the Rebels, at that point they were extremely expensive. But my parents, being the generous people that they are, went all out and upgraded me to my digital Rebel. I loved it then and I love it even more now.

In the past year I've finally started really learning about it. No more auto for this girl. I'm learning how to better control my manual settings and have even added a few fancy lenses to my arsenal.

Let me repeat: I love my Rebel and have no desire to upgrade. It is all the camera I need.

Which brings me to my point.



Last week, I got on Craig's List (Canadian translation: Kijiji) to look for a new desk chair. Low and behold the first item to pop up was a Canon 40D - not a desk chair in sight. For those of you unfamiliar, the D series is the notch above the Rebel series and move into the professional line-up. You've got your 60D, 7D, 5D and the 1D. The 60D is the new version of the 40D. Cameras are constantly evolving so the names change every few years. For the record, if I was going to buy a brand new camera tomorrow I would buy the 60D and it would cost me about $1200.




Anyway, there I sat staring at the advertisement, that was only 14 minutes old, selling the used version of my dream camera for less than a quarter of the cost. Like, the price was so good that it would have been worth buying it just to turn around and sell it on eBay. But all I could think was that I didn't need a new camera. My camera is perfectly fine, thank you very much. But still....it's such a good deal...

After quickly consulting The Canadian I emailed the seller and asked him a few questions. He said that the 40D was in perfect condition, almost three years old and he was selling it because he was getting out of the wedding photography business. He also said that he had already received several emails about it and it wasn't going to last through the afternoon.

"Well, then let me be the first to take a look at it. I'm available as soon as you are ready. And let me sweeten the deal by throwing in a plate of my delicious cupcakes. I'm quite the baker," I replied.

Note: This is a bit of a lie. I am not "quite the baker" and my cupcakes are average at best. However, I do make my own frosting which can be worth its weight in gold.

His reply was, "You sure know the way to a man's heart. I must be a pushover. Is there anything better than photography and cupcakes? I'll see you tomorrow with the camera."

Boom! 




So, the next morning I whipped up of batch of chocolate cupcakes with peanut butter frosting and some vanilla cupcakes with buttercream frosting. I even bought an aluminum roaster to pack them up. It was the biggest disposable tray I could find.

That day the seller, Paul, came by to let me check out the camera and make the exchange. Cash + Cupcakes = Camera. Negotiation of the century.

The 40D was perfect. I took several test shots and uploaded the photos to my laptop to make sure everything was in working order. Paul gave me the full run down on the settings and even threw in two batteries, an 8GB memory card and a few filters just for fun.




This camera is amazing. It also came with a grip, which is basically a really expensive extra battery pack that attaches to the bottom to hold dual batteries. Ever wondered why wedding photographers seem to have the biggest camera you've ever seen? It's because they need extra battery life. Wouldn't you hate it if the camera died right as the minister said You may kiss the bride?




It's got a different set up and two different wheels. The screen is twice the size of my old camera and the ISO goes twice as high. It's also got 9 points of focus compared to the 7 that I'm used to.

My favorite feature (besides its all around awesomeness) is the high speed continuous shooting. It sounds like a mini machine gun when I set it to rapid fire.

Basically, it's amazing.




It should be noted that the purchase was just the camera body. Often this grade of camera does not come with a lens. Someone willing to take on this kind of beast typically uses an array of specialized lens that are bought separately. Because I have all Canon equipment my lenses will work on both my Rebel and 40D. If that wasn't the case it would have been a deal breaker.




If that wasn't enough I also got on Amazon and ordered myself a Kensington card reader. No more long cord to connect my camera to my computer! Small, convenient and fast as lightening when uploading. The best $20 I've spent yet. 

All this being said, please don't expect amazing professional photos from me any time soon. The camera does not make you a pro. It just makes you look like one. I've still got a lot to learn and desperately need a lot of practice. Therefore, if you're in the mood to do some modeling please let me know. Our town is currently offering a great snowy setting that would be perfect for that ski bunny look you're looking for.




One final note, my beloved Rebel is still my favorite. It's my first love and I plan on using it 'til the day it dies. The 40D and Rebel are going to be best friends. Fric and Frac. Bert and Ernie. Hobie and Maple. Or something like that...