Pistol Packin Momma and her boys

Saturday BH and I took the boys to the gun range. They have never fired a gun before and I thought they'd like it. They loved it. This is BH, my youngest and my middle in the lt. blue shirt. This is my baby getting ready to fire.

And ready. . . .

This is his expression after firing my gun. It is a monster.

Middle getting ready to fire.

Ow! Really mom! This is your gun! Wow!

The Irishman in the background.This is his hand after firing my gun. Did I mention it has a kick?

I guess I forgot.

Checking their targets. They did ok for their first time out.

They are pretty big boys. They had such a good time.

IN OTHER NEWS

Yesterday was middles birthday. I was so happy all day. I am always happy on their birthdays. He turned 20. Gosh. 20. Twenty years ago I had this beautiful baby boy that has given me much pleasure and grief over the years. He is still a special boy. He and youngest have always been close to their momma. They still are very protective of me. Which is nice. They are huge.

Tom got out. Again. Yesterday. Roaming about the house. Being free. Maybe it's time for a bigger box. You think?

Our air went out 2 days ago. Just wouldn't turn on. Nothin, nada, zip. It is not ungodly hot this week but this weekend threatens to be a scorcher. The air guys came out yesterday and said the darn thing just burned, literally burned up. Burned the wires and everything. How does this happen? Well first of all the unit is on the roof. Second it is in the hot sun, all day, just cooking, day after day. So, there you have it. They hope to have the parts in today and should have the thing fixed by the weekend.

To Alfreds Mom,

Gosh what a big dork I am. I appologize for scaring the life out of you. I was so sad by the news. Got it from possessed site but it was not her pooch. It was early, my bad. I am thankful it was not her baby but sad about Chloe. She was abused and was in a wheelchair thing and so happy with her adoptive parents. Young too. Dear me, three years old. I quickly removed post so others would not see how ditzy I am.

I went shooting!

Not a pug, not even a dog. Still, nothing says spring like a cute little chick.

I went shooting this weekend and loved it, loved it, loved it. I fired 3 handguns and 4 rifles, I think. There were so many guns that I just lost count.

My favorite gun to shoot was the .45 Beretta. It was smooth and easy. The problem is that it is ugly, heavy and the trigger is easy to pull, too easy.

My second favorite is the .37 Magnum Smith and Wesson. It is cute, light and has a hard trigger to pull. That means it wont go off accidently. The problem is that it has a nasty little jerk that hurts my hand.

How'd I do? Not bad for a chick. I hit the bullseye once and got several rounds in the inner circle. I'd love to go again if I ever get a chance.

Here is my Big Hunk!

This is a picture of my Big Hunk and the Irishman