After years of wanting. After years of wishing. After years of bugging This Guy and asking the internet for advice, I finally got the courage to hit "submit order" and buy myself a DSLR.
(A Rebel XTI if you were wondering. I wanted a this one but, um, I have three kids to feed. So...NO.)
Although I am frustrated most of the time (all of the buttons! What are they for? I do not know! Too much to learn!) I am loving the crap out of my camera.
I have so much to learn and am pretty sure no matter how many times someone explains what ISO means, I will NEVER GET IT. However, I've already mastered the art of Making Things That Are in The Background Blurry (um, what's the called again? HAHA) and that's enough for me, really.
When I first got the camera, I was terrified of it. (Again... THE BUTTONS!) I am telling the truth when I tell you that when I held it for the first few times, I got weak in the pachina. My fear was SO DEEP, that I could feel it down there. If I told you the number of plates, glasses and coffee mugs that I have dropped for no good reason at all, you would understand my fear.
I'm sure that fear will fade with time. I'm already feeling more comfortable with it in my hands. I'm excited to learn what this camera is capable of and how I take pictures of my children that I am proud of and that I will be able to pass on to them when I am long gone (which may not be too long if I DON'T GET SOME EFFING THYROID MEDICATION ALREADY.)
I ordered the 50mm that everyone who owns a DSLR said I MUST HAVE in the hopes that this will be the year that I can take Beautiful Christmas Pictures of my children.
But, um, unless that camera can make my daughter sit still and not physically assault her brothers, I'm pretty sure that I'll be wishing I had just taken them to Sears.








jealous! I kept getting dark pictures of my tree....me want one too! Way to be brave!