A gun for me......not the hubby!

I have been wanting a handgun. YUP, a handgun. Before all this "gun reform" crap, people getting shot all over the country, politicians wanting to control our 2nd ammendment right, and posers jumping on a band wagon that they don't know how to use, I was "in the market" for a gun. Since John is a police officer it's been a little creepy going places with him. We were in Broulim's (our local grocery store) and the butcher came up all friendly like. I thought it was weird that he was being so helpful in our making a decision on what to get for the 5 for $20 sale. Well, it ended up he had been a prisoner and recognized John! He was a good dude, no creepy feelings being vibed, but it was a reminder to me that there are some criminals that hate police officers. Now the butcher was a great guy, we ended up talking for a bit,but trust me, they aren't all that friendly. We bumped into another prisoner a few months before the "butcher", he was CREEPY. My skin was crawling all over the place, and I listen to that internal creepy-meter. Now we have all the school shootings, kids killing families, sons killing school kids....just a sickning world right now. I know, it's only getting worse. On Thursday January 24th I decided a handgun was in my future. If my mom found out she would kill me. She was a juror for the "onion fields" murder trial. She saw some pretty gross stuff and instilled the fear of handguns in me. I told John that I was going by myself. John was so excited, he just had to go with me. I went to the Gun Shop, CAL ranch, and then Sportsman Wearhouse. This is what I found

A piece of heaven. I tried quite a few guns and this one.....I am dreaming about. I am a lefty shooter and most guns are for right handed shooters. Not this little beauty! It fit like a glove, was light, I could pull the slide, a laser pointer will fit on it, it holds like 15 rounds (I'm not positive on that), the grip is adjustable to fit my hand, a few cool safety features,and most of all it is SICK looking :) Who knew you could covet and dream about a piece of steel (could be another metal, but you get my drift). I did some research before I went out looking for something. The sales people were so freaking awesome everywhere I went. I was very intimidated at first because I don't know all the terms. The sales person knew what I was talking aobut and helped so much. As a matter of fact, John was making fun of me because the magazine release (which I called the button thingy), I didn't know the term. He corrected me in front of the sales guy, Dylon. I then told John he was uninvited to my gun search. I felt like a total idiot and slipped back into the intimidated, stupid woman role. Dylon was so great, he just kept asking me if there was anything else, and then showed me more benefits. John left my side and then there was peace again. My advice for any woman who is going to look for a gun for yourself....DON'T TAKE THE HUBBY! Seriously, he got in the way. He made me more nervous. He just complicated me. After a while he came back to the counter. I showed him what I wanted, and then he started "talking gun". I was ok with that because I found my second love and I just stood there caressing the hard steel in my hand. I'm not gonna lie, I got a thrill. I finally pulled John away and we left. I now know what I want. It's black, hard, light, for lefties, and after I save $1000.00 it will be mine. I wish there was a way that I could win it, or have it given to me. I'm willing to go to the store and admire him for awhile. I might make a visit on Wednesday!!

It's the new year and it doesn't feel any different! I was so excited for 2013. I thought it would be different, but it's not. I guess that is my job to make it different. For New Years Eve I was so fortunate to be in SLC, UT with my family. My mom, who is so awesome bought tickets for us to spend the night at Hale Center Theater Orem. My brother Blake was awesome! Here he is:

Doesn't he look like Rick Moranis? He was so awesome! I didn't even know he could sing. I guess that is what voice lessons can do. I was so tired the next morning because I don't usually stay up that late. Is that a sign I'm getting old? John didn't come down with us. He stayed home for tithing settlement and the last day of the elk hunt. I wanted to come home to this:

But I came home to nothing. I was so heart sick for John. He wanted so bad to provide meat for the family for the next year. I was looking forward to those elk tenderloins....they are sooo yummy. I just learned that our 20 year high school reunion is this summer!! I am so excited to see everyone and how they have evolved at men and women. 20 years can change people. I know I have changed. I am not blonde, I don't fit into my size 8 jeans, I have short hair, I am more tolerant of others, I don't care so much what others think of me, I am taller, my feet are bigger, I have more stress, I take medication for high blood pressure, I read more, I laugh more, I cry less, I have to work, and most of all I live everyday like it's the last. Times do change