It was Christmas Eve evening, my appetizers had been plated. The boys were running around my parents house in church clothes. Thankfully Horton Hears a Who was on instead of A Christmas Story. The Husband was finishing wrapping his white elephant gift. My dad played with Tornado A, and my mom was putting on the last minute touches on her outfit.
And I found myself with nothing to do, the first time in days. So I picked up The Flip. I noticed The Husband hadn’t cleaned the memory after he made a cool Christmas video card. I did the natural thing; I deleted all the footage to make sure we had plenty of room for Christmas Eve and Christmas (because I would totally forget later if I didn’t do it right then). A full two hours of memory was ready and waiting for special Christmas memories. Ah, memories.
The Husband: Ok, finished wrapping. Anything else you need done?
Me: Nope. We’re good. Hey, you didn’t clean the memory off the Flip.
The Husband: Yeah, I didn’t save it on the computer yet.
WHAT?! An hour of family memories and Disneyland footage gone?! WHAT?! What have I done?! And why didn’t he save it all when he was editing?!
Me: (Probably with a look of pure horror on my face) You didn’t save it on the computer yet? (pause) But you made that video. You were messing with clips.
The Husband: I was working it off of the camera. I didn’t have a lot of time.
The Husband: What?
Me: I erased it. I erased the whole memory.
The Husband: You did what?!
Me: I deleted everything to make room for Christmas memories. I assumed you would have saved everything when you made the video card.
The Husband: I guess you should have asked before you erased it all.
Me: I was about to. But then I thought “Of course, he saved it. What a stupid question?” I suck. God, that sucks so bad.
The Husband: Well, at least all the good stuff is saved on the computer already.
Me: We have that. And I guess that means we need to go back to Disneyland to record it all over again.
The Husband: Guess so. Um, can I have that before you do any more damage?
I handed it over before the thing randomly exploded. No one trust me with technology.