seriously

seriously.


the humble pie the Lord served me today was almost too much to swallow.


i got to california yesterday. met my roommate at the airport. she is awesome. loves the Lord. awesome. we had a great day getting to know each other. we went to a mixer last night to meet all of the (40) girls who are here for this workshop.


i love mixers.


actually, no. i don't


(note the sarcasm.)


but i did fine. way to go, janet.


this morning, we had class. lots of class. then, lunch. and then we were to break up into groups to shoot the various models assigned to us.


so i'm shooting. feeling confused. but ready to keep learning. after all, that's why i'm here.


i'm doing more shooting. and more shooting.


and chink. chink. kunk. kunk.


these are NOT good sounds coming out of one's camera. NOT GOOD SOUNDS.


and then. my camera stopped working.


let me repeat myself.


my camera STOPPED. WORKING.


so...cool. alright. i'm at a photography workshop without a camera.


talked to one of the instructors. we spent some time together. she said it didn't look too good.


she walked me back to my swanky hotel. i talked to the "whatever, whenever" rep about whether or not there was a camera store anywhere around here.


she arranged for a driver to take me to the one DOWN. THE. STREET.


i went in. and immediately burst into tears. i couldn't help it.


three unbelievably nice guys helped me. first, by asking me what year i was in college.


thank you. i'm 33. you are such a dear.


and they looked and looked. and then said, "time of death...4:30PM."


i called my parents. (totally by God's grace, i wasn't able to reach buz. i was afraid i would've totally lost it had i heard his sweet voice. course, i lost it when i heard my parents' sweet voices.)


so basically, he sold me a very basic display model camera for not much. at all. to get me through this week. i will decide where to go from here once i get home.


but my roommate was awesome, asking what she could do. and the instructor who originally talked to me about has continued to ask.


but God is good. i'm pressing on. i refuse to let this get the best of me. i am here for a reason. i know i am.


the hotel is awesome. i am surrounded by unbelievable talent. and some women of God. that part, i really love.


so tonight, i am heading up to the lounge with my (buz's) laptop to try to learn the bulk of what i missed this afternoon.


this is just a bump in the road. a big bump. but just a bump.


and i know my kiddos are being loved on by their daddy which makes all of this easier to take.


kelly, i love you. thanks for talking me down. :)


buz, i literally can't imagine my life without you.