We had a tremendously wonderful day out on the "big wide open ocean" today. Lots of fishing (and catching!), sun, and silliness for us. We took lots of great pictures to share and some that are destined to become our favorites.
Just as we were hopping in the truck to head home, I dropped the camera. (Apparently "hopping" and "dropping" are kissing cousins.) The battery and little memory card both popped out. ("Popping" is an acquaintance as well). Since I so cautiously had secured the camera in its leather-esque, protective pouch before leaving the boat, as always, I didn't realize these two important items had been catapulted out of place.
Of course, that is, until I got all set up at the computer just now to share our beautiful day with you. And all the pictures had been zapped. Erased? Zilched? Ruined? What is the proper term for this blasted technology screwing with my mind again, anyway?
On the up side (not), our hot water heater is gurgling water all over the garage. Thus the hot water no longer is.
Good thing we won't need to wash our hands after processing fresh halibut all day tomorrow. Oh, wait...
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