I love my camera....we have a unique and wonderful relationship, and it does what I ask it to, unlike my children or my husband. I sometimes think that the reason I put up with said husband and children is so that my camera continues to feel needed and loved. So you can imagine how I felt when i went to photograph my latest layout and discovered that someone had REMOVED MY CAMERA!!! All that was left was a naked tripod, devoid of any picture taking possibility. After calmly racing upstairs and threatening my nearest and dearest with sudden instant and immediate death, DH announced that he had "borrowed " it to take some pix of his latest DIY efforts in the garage. Which is where i found my baby, sitting in a pile of sawdust, with the lenscap OFF and the batteries flat. Some people have no respect. However, revenge will be sweet, as I am planning on "borrowing" DH's rechargeable mouse and leaving it somewhere he'll never find it. (probably on top of the washing machine).