This week I was suckered into something completely different - we really need to hire some more women around here. All the guys wanted to take their gun training, my husband included - and well, I'll admit it, I hate to be left out. I had never handled a gun in my life, so really, the whole experience was fun to do. We spent two, five hour sessions learning our gun safety and handling, with a written and practical test at the end of it all. The gang included Mike, Dave, Rob, myself, Dave's dad, and my husband Brent.

All of us passed our test, with scores in the 90's, although I thought I was going to fail when I couldn't find the right bullets for any of my guns! We are now all eligible to apply for our unrestricted and restricted gun licenses. I'm not really sure what I'll do with mine, perhaps some target shooting? I won't kill anything, as I strongly believe if I can get it at Safeway, I don't need to see any eyeballs. So, you might see me at the local gun range killing some of those vicious clay skeets.