Addiction
I just ordered a new camera. I was going to wait for a while, but really, I miss having one! I’ve never been the kind of person who has taken photos of every milestone in the kids’ lives. I’m the one that had rolls of undeveloped film in every drawer, just waiting for me to take them to the drugstore for developing.
Scrapbooking? Me? Never even considered it.
So why, why do I feel so lost without a camera now?
Because I can’t take pictures of my food!!!!
I can’t show you the contents of my pantry that is getting fuller and fuller of canned stuff every week. You don’t get to see the jewels that are my very first attempt (and very successful attempt) at making bread and butter pickles. Or Nick’s super-delicious cheesecake.
And I want to try my hand at making tamales, but I don’t want to until I get my camera!
Cooking seems so meaningless without it. I guess that means I’m addicted to my camera…or at least to taking pictures of my food!
It’ll be here in 5 days…
…and counting!
