Gun owner or Victim?

So I shot my first gun this past weekend. Gloc 19. It was really scary, even though I had a personal trainer teach me all the rules. He was impressed that I could load the magazine on the first try and after seeing me shoot, he said he couldn't believe I've never picked up a gun before because I was apparently really good. Oh yeah, and he also said 'I guarantee you are a better aim than your husband' Hehe! I had to throw that in there! Rick was really impressed too and had me keep my target paper to show Dad. I showed Mom the paper and she said 'I'd be afraid of you if I were a criminal.' As much as I hated it, (and I really hated it - to the point of tears and almost walking away) I realize it's a necessity for my life right now. So I will continue to shoot Rick's gun until he buys me one of my own and, of course, get my license.

Better to be a gun owner than a victim.

Also, Rani and I (and hopefully Mom and Ashley) are going to sign up for martial arts self defense classes next week. Rani has started walking home from school and that is something I have been putting off for years. No more putting things off for me! I won't always have a tomorrow.

In other news, Zoe has a pupper birthday pawty on Saturday. She is quite the socialite. Also, I think Rani is spending the weekend with us. Maybe we will go to the movies.