If you really knew me, you’d know how obsessed I am with my photos.

Years ago, while I was on Christmas vacation in the Okanagan, my good friend Steph was watching over my place and feeding my pet turtle.  I returned late one night to my place perfectly in order, but my computer tower missing.  After talking to Steph, I learned that she had arrived to crowbar marks on the door one day and she figured that someone had tried to break in.  After quickly surveying the situation, she took the one thing she thought I’d die without – my hard drive filled with thousands of digital photos.  (This is why we’re such good friends. ☺)

So with this story in mind, imagine my disappointment when we returned from our wonderful family Mother’s Day celebration at the beach to a camera card that was no longer readable…  Sad day.  And on the one day I actually had Bradley take some photos of the wee one and I together too. Booo.