Big. Fat. Idiot. Yup, that’s me.

So I asked friends of ours if they would mind being my guinea pigs and let me take some family photo’s for them. They were delighted and said “Yes!”. So today was the day. I prayed hard in the afternoon just asking that everything go well and I get some nice shots for them. Apparently someone didn’t hear me very well.

After a wonderful afternoon of laughing and telling stories and taking pictures I came home and got all the pictures onto my computer. A few hours later when I had the chance to sit down and start taking a quick look I realized something. They’re all grainy. Every. Single. One. So I frantically check my ISO. I’m a fucking moron. It’s cranked all the way to effing 1600. Why didn’t the super fast shudder speeds tip me off that I was fucking up.

I cried. Huge, sobbing tear into Hubby’s shoulder. “I ruined them!” I kept crying. He says they’re not so bad. I told him they’re unfixable and I’m a moron. I’ve done this before but with pictures of my own kid at the pool. Those weren’t as big of a deal as these are. I asked these guys to be my guinea pigs and that they’d get some family photo’s out of it. WHY THE HELL DIDN’T I CHECK THE ISO BEFORE SHOOTING!? What the hell is my problem that I always fucking forget to check the damn ISO!? Now I have to tell them I screwed up and can we find another day to do it all again. My God I could seriously jump off a cliff right now.

Someone should take my damn camera away and leave me with a shitty Point and Shoot b/c that’s all I deserve. Seriously. Come take my camera, I nowhere near deserve it.