In case you are here because you want to know everything about me, you should know that I am not a huge fan of surprises.
I don't hate surprises, I just don't love them. Get it? Don't expect any amount of histrionics from me if you surprise me. It just doesn't happen. It's not you, it's me. I know. I'm a defective human being, but what can you do?
This is something I suspect I inherited from my father. I don't know if he likes surprises or not, but as long as I can remember he has been a gift snooper. Or he just buys himself a gift and tells us thanks for getting him a gift.
I kind of did that this morning.
I told Daniel if I didn't have a wide aperture lens to use in Colorado, well, I might just die.
So I picked out a super cheap starter lens (no zoom...but fuggedaboudit - only $80 on B&H photography!) and told him that only this lens can save me...so if he was hoping to prove his love to me this holiday season...before I die because of my lack of lenses...
Scheduled to arrive 12-14-09
And not a moment too soon!