Smaller than a breadbox

Guess whose digital camera fits in a wine glass?

Yes, that would be mine. I found this out on Saturday night at my first-ever bridal shower. While Nick & I were taking really cute "we're in love and in a garden" pictures. While I was holding a half-full glass of wine.

Sigh.

Heather was helping us out by taking the pictures (and doing a damn fine job of it, by the way) and when she handed me my tiny-ass camera, I promptly slam-dunked it into my wine (it's a slippery rectangle--no place to grip at all) (and may I say that I wanted to buy the bigger camera with the grippy thing, but that I caved to my Beloved's desire for a tiny camera that will fit into a pocket and also A WINE GLASS).

So I'm standing there in complete shock, paralyzed by my idiocy, for what feels like 10 hours. Meanwhile, Nick grabs the camera and runs to the house, asking for paper towels. I slam the rest of my wine (now camera-flavored!) and follow, thinking about how much that camera cost and how pretty the pictures are that were on that memory card. As soon as we get to the house, our Lovely Hostess announces that it's time to open presents. Of course it is.

I ask her to delay the presents as our most expensive co-purchase lays dying (because at this point, more wine is coming out of it than I thought possible), and I hover as Nick works. Hovering always helps, right? Right. I finally had to go open presents, but Nick stayed on the porch, pressing wine out of the highly expensive digital camera that wasn't yet 6 months old. He came in later and sat next to me and when I asked about the camera he just shook his head and looked grim.

The camera was dead.

Or so we thought until the next morning (after drinking heavily to combat the gloom)! He turned it on just before leaving for Best Buy and the damn thing worked! Everything works! Everything still works! And our pictures were there! Holy hotdamn hell!

So I'm not out $$$, which is nice. I am going to buy my camera a good cleaning, though. And possibly its own velvet bed. Probably also a lifejacket. But no wine.

Pictures taken both before and after the dunking:





Ed.: This was all ready to post yesterday, but Blogger was playing a little game called "Let's Screw Everything Up And Drive Away Our Users." I was not having fun.