My Superb Saturday

Well, I've gone and done it . . . . . got myself a CPL (concealed pistol license). It only took me about 8 months to actually get it, due to my laziness and lack of time to go to the Police Station and actually fill out the application and get fingerprinted. And guess what? I must be squeaky clean cause I got it back in three days. Yep. Squeaky clean!

So I spent today at a gun training class, as I have not the slightest idea about guns. I just know that I want to be able to protect myself and my family if need be. I just PRAY that I never have to use it, but am so glad that we live in the best country on earth, and that I am allowed to have a gun.

I loved the class. We spent the first three hours getting educated. Then we spent four hours at the range. Let's just say that I was basically sucking it up. I could not hit the target for the life of me. In my head I was thinking, Gee Whiz, what is the point of me having a gun if I am going to miss some thug who is trying to kill me?

All my other classmates were doing just fine, and there was another girl there who had never shot a gun before. So I asked my instructor if they had Special Ed classes for people like me. No dice. I was trying to explain to him that my eyes would get blurry when I was trying to line up the sight and all that jazz. It would take me forever, and then I would shoot, and every time I would be high and right. So come to find out, I am a right handed shooter, but my left eye is dominant. Hmmmmm . . so all I have to do is shut my right eye, and what do you know . . . I was hitting that target like no one's business. It makes me feel just a little . . . well, more like A LOT empowered!

I realize this isn't the best, but I assure you I got better. I just neglected taking any more pictures. After all, I was there to shoot ammunition, not photos!

I still have a ton to learn, so I will be taking many more classes and putting a lot of time in at the range. Especially since I bought myself a new toy . . . Its a P22 Walther.

My new boy "Walt"

(Yes, yes, I know that 22's are small, but I wanted to start off with something little that I could get comfy with and work my way up). I don't see myself packing Walt around with me for a long time, until I get WAY better and more comfortable with guns. And don't worry . . . . . I am being very VERY safe. Anyone who knows me well, knows that I am probably the most cautious person on the planet, especially with three little princesses in my house.

So there you have it. This is how I spent my Saturday. And I loved every minute of it!