Guns...

Last weekend we went to visit Heath's grandparents. We went out to his grandfather's ranch while we could (he is selling it....), and I finally shot a real gun. Not only did I shoot a shotgun (OK, so it was a small one), I also shot a pistol! Yes! I preferred the pistol. I would have to get a LOT of practice, before I could be 'comfortable' handling them. Just knowing that what you hold in your hand could kill somebody is kind of freaky.

My dear, sweet, darling husband told me with a grin that he wasn't worried in the slightest about me damaging the target....only stuff within a 3o' radius!!!! Wasn't that so encouraging....but, may I say, that I blew that baby out on my first shot! It was such a sweet, satisfying feeling to see his amazement plastered all over his face.....LOL OK, I just had to post that for his sake....now to confess that it was the only time I managed to hit it with the pistol...but hey! Oh, and I really was lousy with shooting clay pigeons....but I maintain that I should've learned to shoot at a stationary target first! OK, so I didn't do much better on the still targets either....but, the wind was blowing! LOL

So, after 8.5 years of being married to my dear, darling husband (yes, he is.....Kristy....!) I have finally used guns....