I also considered it my bad day too.  Did I end up getting the camera?  Yes I did!  I’m in love with it, but again when something good happens, three bad things always do.  Number one; Mother’s Day.  On Sunday we took my mom to this nice beach town, had lunch and the weather was beautiful.  On the beach it was a bit windy and chilly, but still very nice out!  I spent nearly the WHOLE time getting awesome photos of my mom, dad, brothers..you know the family just doing their thing.  On Saturday I got pictures of the races, some really cool ones..  My first two days of owning this camera was spent taking some truly great pictures and everyone was proud of me for what I took.  I was too!  Sunday night I go over to Matt’s house to wish his mom and Happy Mother’s day and brought my cord to plug the camera into the TV for them to see.  I was so so so excited about the photos and couldn’t wait to show my mom.  Well we were going to put the photos on Matts’ parents desktop so I could put them all on disk’s and something horrible just HAD to happen.  I lost ALL, every single last picture I took that was on that memory card.  I should have spoken up because I knew that could happen.  All 425 pictures gone just like that.  Most importantly all the memories of a GREAT Mother’s Day, is now gone. 

The next day I was just having a bad day altogether.  Mostly because I was still upset about the pictures.  I was going to the linen closest and Klint was hiding in it to scare me.  Well he did.  I ended up like kicking at the door while I slammed it shut and caught my toe and now half of my toe nail is bruised, bleeding and stinging.  I walk with my foot sideways so my toe doesn’t take the brunt of the walk and in the shower I had to hold the blasted thing up so soap wouldn’t get in it and nearly fell over from my hip killing me.  Gah, anyway……

Number three, I was having a horrible day yesterday that I just needed to get out.  So I left alone to be with the horses.  Took my camera and was planning on just hanging out and taking pictures.  Wrong!  That was the opposite that happened.  I got there, Errika came and greeted me at the gate and I proceed to take her sheet off.  Then here comes Ink, I give kisses and began removing his sheet.  Well to my complete horror I find his right leg completely swollen up.  His knee is huge all the way down to his pastern.  On further inspection I find his right side of his jaw also swollen.  By this time I’m freaking out and crying, very worried and call Matt and then my mom.  Matt rushes over and looks him over too.  I began taking pictures of the problem areas just in-case.  We take the big guy up to the barn and I cold hose him and then take him to the round pen to see if he’s lame.  Well he looks fine, except a little uncomfortable.  He doesn’t want to have the area’s touched.  Besides that he’s acting normal and eating.  My mom get’s over and brings ice.  So I wrap and ice the leg, first the bottom section, then the top.  After discussing it we are pretty sure it’s bee or wasp stings.  The BO says that she didn’t notice any of this yesterday morning so I am assuming it happened between the time I got there yesterday and the morning.  Today I get over there and the swelling has gone down.  All vital signs are good, he’s drinking normally, eating and acting pretty normal.  I can only remember the feeling of getting a bee sting and how tight the area feels when it puffs up.  Not comfortable!  We’re keeping our eyes on him and will call the vet if things don’t improve.  After nearly having a complete melt-down, I think everything will be fine. 

Today is very warm.  Tomorrow worse, continuing throughout the week, goody.  I gave both horses a bath and Errika thanked me by rolling ;).   

All of the pics above were taken yesterday, after finding the boy.  You can see the swelling on his jaw in some of the photos.  Photos are compliment, Matt and the new camera.