So today was Palm Sunday and my daughter sang in the church choir. It was a sunny day here in Orange County and I got some great photos not only of my daughter but also some of the gardens. So I was merrily cropping, tweaking, and rating while doing about seven other things on my MacBook Pro and managed to grind Aperture to a grinding halt.
I don't know how I did it. I don't know if it was Aperture or me, but the whole process cratered. I restarted and my Aperture library was completely torched. I could see pictures but not move them or use them. Moreover, the newest ones were garbled beyond all recognition. To add insult to injury, I had already wiped the memory card. After monkeying with it for an hour I finally surrendered and reloaded the last night's version of the Aperture library (Thank you TimeCapsule) and everything is right but this morning's pictures are gone. Don't you just hate that feeling when you realize you've lost irreplaceable data? You'll just have to trust me that they were fantastic pictures. In fact, now that they are gone I am already remembering them as much better than they actually were.
Anyway, I have to admit this is the first time in years that I lost something I hadn't backed up. Just goes to show you can never be too careful on these things. For now on, the memory card does not get erased until the RAW photos are in two places. Live and learn.