After saving up, researching, and debating whether or not to do it - I finally did it. I got myself a camera. Say hello to Jane. Jane is a Canon EOS Rebel T3i. She is amazing. I am deeply in love.
My dad generously lent me his Canon Rebel XT for the past year. It all started with me borrowing it for a week. Well, a week turned into a month, a month turned into 3 months and then, before I knew it, I started calling it "my camera." I have been debating whether or not to get my own camera for a few months. I thought "Can a new camera really upgrade my photos or do I just need a new lens?"
|sorry for the poor quality - I had to resort to using my phone.|
Of course I tested out the camera on my favorite subject. She may not have been thrilled that I ignored her hot dog, but I was thrilled with the quality of this picture. Low lighting indoors with no flash? Impossible with the old guy, completely possible with my new girl. Don't worry Mom, I threw the hot dog after I took the picture.
It may have taken me months to finally take the plunge and buy a new camera, but it only took me minutes to get in the car and go find it. I kept my parents updated on the camera search via text. After telling them that I finally got it, we had this conversation:
Me: Thanks! I can't wait to open it!!
Mom: Dad wants to know if you are waiting for Christmas? hehe
Me: haha, actually yes. And to quote Elf "Treat every day like Christmas."
Mom: We are both lol!
I don't think I'll ever get used to my parents using "LOL."