Been hoping around on one foot since last week. Using the other foot to kick myself in the ass. "Lost" my camera during last week's road trip. "Misplaced" would be a better word I guess. I know I had it at my Dad's house. I got it out, the battery died, and then it all gets a little fuzzy. I'm sure the camera is in the house somewhere. I just set it somewhere creative. It will still be in it's hiding spot (wherever that may be) come November when I journey back. However, it's a long time between now and then.

I feel as if I am missing an appendage or something. Not being able to take photos when I want to. Not being able to load the one's I have stored onto my computer. Ugh. It's going to be a long 4 months.

4 months of berating myself for being so irresponsible. Not to mention, 4 months of no photos on the blog. I don't know who the 4 months will be longer for- me or you! So, pardon the lack of photos in the meantime. (I'm sorry! ) I'll TRY to be creative without photos. And trust me, when I find my camera- I shall NEVER lose it again! The guilt is too encompassing. Now if you will excuse me, I gotta hop on downstairs for dinner.

Hop...."stupid, stupid girl"...Hop...."so friggin' irresponsible"....Hop...."should take better care of your belongings".....Hop, Hop....