"Usually ladies come in here with a guy..." Skyler said, with thinly veiled surprise. (Somehow this made the experience more fulfilling.) He asked me to show him how I'd hold my gun. I did. "Perfect," he said. Then he asked my cousin Kathy and my sister VoNique:
They think they're pret-ty funny. (I do, too, actually.)
My first 3 shots with a weapon! The first was the one in the orange circle on the face. The second was the one in the orange circle on the chest. The third was the one in the light green circle on the face. You want me on your side, my friend.
VoNique's target. Don't ask her how close it was. And don't ask her if she [wo]manhandled it afterward.
Yes, this is me after having shot an M16! Holy cow that sucker packs a punch! (In many ways...$22,000 is ridiculously close to a first year teacher's salary in the state of Utah...)
Then we went to Cheesecake Factory. Love my sistah's nights! Have to say, we sure had...a blast! (That joke is attributed to Kathy. She'd get mad at me if she heard me take credit for that one again.)




























