Big Blue

So I went to the big blue electronics store today.
My digital camera broke a few weeks ago. My 'used for everything constantly love this camera and can't replace it' digital camera broke...the day before I left for two weeks in Colorado. In Rocky Mountain blue sky beautiful gorgeous wish you were here Colorado. It just went black. The screen still worked, you could see the grid lines and options, but no image.
So delighted that I was a smart little girl who had bought a store warranty (its now 3 months over factory), I went to the big blue and yellow store to try and get it repaired.
The nice man in the geek squad started examining my camera as I the explained the tragic events as they had unfolded, and my situation of being forced to play with a disposable camera on vacation. (I even had to show him where to turn in on. )
But in the midst of my grand tale he flipped the camera toward me and asked....you mean this screen?.....the one displaying his beautiful blue shirt and shnazzy name badge.
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I caught my jaw an inch before it hit the counter. He asked me if I had tried 'this' button....the one that turns the display on. I straighted my back and prepared to give my best 'I am not the fliberdyjibbit girl you are obviously mistaking me for' speach. But all that really came out was a lame defense and disbelieving giggle.
So he tried all the settings, asked me if I had done the same...(i giggled some more in disbelief). then he politely said 'if I send it in and they can't find anything wrong...they really don't like that'. At which point I politely said I was quite happy to take my fully functional camera back home with me.
So i came home...fully functional camera in tow....and played photographer again....

Rain???

Ah Colorado, land of the....rain!? I left a blue sky in Seattle last week to hit almost daily thunderstorms here. Now don't get me wrong, I MISS thunder storms. Its the only part of WA rain I don't like. And rain here is still different. The clouds stay a few thousand feet up, instead of encroaching on your personal space at twenty ft. Though I personally like the cozy low version myself :-)
It is still so weird here. I miss the people here, but not the life. And there is something about driving around on roads that hold twenty years of history in their cracks, walking on sidewalks that suffered your first bloody knee, that just messes with your brain.
I just got back from the Colorado Christian Writers Conference. My annual trek into the world of authors, editors, and publisher. They are annal about their semicolons, passionate about the perfect sentence, and obsessed with people that don't exist. Man I love these people. Minus one creepy guy the conference was amazing. After a two month dry spell there is nothing like being told by some people who know what they are talking about that you aren't waisting your time.
So incase you hadn't figured this out...this is a mercy post. A 'I suppose I ought to actually put something on here. If your still reading I applaud your determination. this was also to say thanks to all who have been praying. This trip back has held a lot of bumps, some nasty lows, and the kind of highs that leave you light headed.
And with that....
Oh...P.S. Even with the rain there is enough sun here to get a tan ....me likes that!