Just a little rant

Grrr. I'm going through withdraw. No, not from any substance, but from our cameras. First my digital camera broke in early April. It wasn't dropped, it didn't land in the toilet, one day the menu just went crazy and it stopped working. And this wasn't just any digital camera - it was officially the best gift Chris has ever given me. (No offense hun, but the tub spa thing that squirts water all over the bathroom wasn't a hit, and neither is cash from our joint account... but I know you try dear). So anyway, my favoritest digital camera gift went in for repairs in the beginning of April, and is NOT back yet. We've called, we've emailed. They keep saying they're working on it. Are the digging for new metal to use, calling in experts from across the nation to figure out the electronics? Do they have some little man slowly hand building it piece by piece from a set of shematics written in a foreign language? What the heck? They mass produce them just fine so why can't they fix it? It's just a camera, it was under warranty - if they can't fix it, send me a new one!!
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I've been patiently and picturelessly (good invented word, eh?) waiting for months now. If Mary hadn't been at Mikailey's birthday I wouldn't have even gotten pictures of her birthday. So, right before the babies birthday Chris resurrected his old digital camera from somewhere deep in the scary storage area. It was working, so at least we'd have pictures of the twins' second birthday. Guess what? The kitten, Cosmic Charley, knocked it off the table the morning of the party and broke it. That one's not under warranty and we're not paying to get it fixed. On to plan C - Chris assured me that his mother has never come to a party without her camera, but her cell phone was off so we couldn't call to remind her. Guess what - she forgot it for the first time. Shucks. So now we have no pictures of the babies turning two. Grrr. I also have no pictures of anything from the last two months. OK, that's all. Rant over.