A Pretty Swell Day

We have a new member of the family.  And no, I didn’t have a baby. 

I have a camera. 

And my love for her just might rival the love I have for my own children.  Or maybe surpass it, seeing as how she doesn’t talk back and comes equipped with an off-switch and a self-cleaning mechanism… things I often wish my other babies had been born with. 

I’m kidding, of course.

Kind of.

But seriously.  Love. This. Camera… the Sony Alpha NEX-3.

And I’m kinda twisted up with guilt over spending something like a week’s entire salary on this pretty little thang (tax time is always nice when you’re poor and have lots of children), but I’ve been waiting for years a big-girl camera, and I’m hoping this one will make it possible for me to take photos inside this dreary house with bad fluorescent lighting and even worse carpet.

As if I wasn’t already over the moon about my new toy (she needs a name, dontcha think?), I just ordered her a beautiful Marigold Jo Totes bag in which to live.  And it’s not even my birthday.  As a woman who still wears tennis shoes I bought on clearance eight years ago and hasn't had a haircut in as long as I can remember because I have a hard time spending money on myself, this is quite a splurge.  I'll probably be carrying this bag around when I'm 80, so I hope I love it in real life as much as I do in the pictures. 

Cool, huh?  And just yesterday?  I went to the mailbox to collect the usual pile of bills and such, when I spotted a brown paper package from Canada.  Don’t you just love brown paper packages from Canada?  I do, especially when they’re from a lovely sister-friends like Emily, and when those packages contain amazing books that I’m just dying to read, like Half The Church by Carolyn Custis James.  I just can’t wait to read it and share my thoughts with you guys.

Now, one would think all that squeal-worthy goodness just already set this week above the rest.  But today?  My post, Orphan’s Inheritance, is being featured over at {in}courage, my very favorite daily blog spot.  Hop on over there, especially if you’ve never been.  Put your feet up, grab a cuppa, and read about my journey with a little blonde-haired orphan that has stolen my heart.  Visit me over there, wouldya?

Thanks, I knew you would.  You’re just that peachy.  Bless you today, friend.