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A Tale in 4 Pics

I'm trying to keep my two nice cameras from becoming damaged, as it would cost a lot to replace them. For that reason I thrifted an old but barely used Nikon digital camera, and after fixing it took it along with me on a day out to test it. It did fine while we were walking around the Villages.

Lunch at Ruby Tuesday's for me was soup and salad bar.

The backstory on the camera: when it first arrived the memory card would not accept any new pics, and I couldn't adjust it with the lock switch (or taping over that.) When I put the card in my computer it wouldn't work there, either, so I suspected that had been corrupted. Because it was fourteen years old my guy told me I should have just bought a new camera and I was wasting my money tinkering on this one.

I didn't want to give up. I found a new low gb memory card online and ordered it, and when it arrived I put it in the camera that resolved everything; the Nikon itself was fine. This camera originally sold for $280.00 fourteen years ago, but I only paid $15.00 for it. If anything happens to it on our adventures I won't cry.

We scored major savings at the Russell Stover outlet store; they were selling 3 lb. boxes of sugarfree chocolates for $14.99 becase they were bloopers, aka less than perfect production mistakes. They taste the same, and they had all my favorites. (A 9 oz. bag of sugarfree chocolates usually sells for $7.82 at Wal-Mart, or 87 cents per ounce. Bloopers cost 31 cents an ounce.)

On the way home my guy stopped so I could take a pic of this old barn. It was a lovely day, and my cheap little Nikon worked perfectly.

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