A thousand words. . .

We were crammed in the car and ready to go. I was driving, Grandma Bassett was in the passenger seat and Blaine was crammed in between the two children in the back (does it freak you all out that I do the driving? That's another blog post for another day. . . ). We had a nice pleasant conversation and were excited when we arrived at the church to see Nick (Blaine's brother) and Stef perform in their stake choir performance. I jumped out first and, while waiting for others to get out of the car, picked up the camera from off of the trunk. OFF OF THE TRUNK?? What? What was the camera doing on the back of the trunk? I was the first one out and I didn't put it there! Blaine was quickly on the scene "Where. . . . .where did you get that from?". "The trunk". "So, where is the video camera? THE VIDEO CAMERA??!!!"

We had left the video camera and the regular (new) digital camera on the trunk and driven 15 miles through Dallas. Amazingly the regular camera hung in there for the whole ride, which is something to be grateful for, but the video camera was long gone. I drove back along the route I had taken, but with the two u-turns, three unexpected lane changes, and getting cut off. . . there was no telling where it could be. We drove the route two times looking and never could find the thing [if you see random videos of my family popping up on youtube, please let me know]. As Blaine's cousin commented, "even if it survived the fall it would be stolen within 15 minutes". Dang. And even if it survived the fall and didn't get stolen, it rained all night long. Sad sad times at the Bassett household.

But we are an optimistic clan. At least our regular camera was working, what a miracle! Well, as of yesterday our regular camera decided to take pictures only in red. It's really weird.

Was our history not meant to be recorded?

LUCKILY (and we will see just how luckily tomorrow) when I purchased the camera I also purchased an additional two year warranty. It's not normally something I do. I don't keep boxes and packaging, receipts, etc. It drives Blaine bonkers, because he keeps those things (for years I might add), and he most certainly buys extended warranties. So when I bought the camera without first asking his permission, I thought buying the extended warranty would make him happy. So I did it. And, surprisingly, I was able to locate the warranty and receipt! That was truly amazing. (I just got home from wal-mart twenty minutes ago and I bet I couldn't find that receipt if you paid me a million dollars). So anyway, with a little luck hopefully Best Buy will repair, if not replace, our camera. And hopefully before Christmas. Maybe I will through in a leappad book as a tip to see if they can speed it along.

The bad news (I mean in addition to loosing our video and regular camera in one week) is that now Blaine is totally validated in the keeping of boxes and buying of extended warranties. I mean, I am sure glad we had this one, but I sure regret buying all the other additional warranties we never used.

Say, you don't think a video camera can be purchased with flex spending funds do you?