Shaken Not Stirred

Adam discovered that if you turn our camera upside down,  shake it (vigorously) and smack it against your hand, it will work.

(We're still in the market for a new camera.)

Until we replace it, we're going to have to pause our photo worthy moments while we turn the camera, shake and smack it.

To celebrate that we still have a (sort of) working camera, I took pictures of my living room in a rare moment when it wasn't littered with books and shoes and Mark's detritus (mostly Lego creations but also, lately, some weaponry...don't even try to attack our house, we're armed and dangerous).

Nothing makes me happy like bright red.


(unless it's a rare moment when the camera working coincides with the living room being clean)