weekend fun...

So my father-in-law Andre took me shooting this weekend. Diane bought him a Smith and Wesson 1911, 45...Whatever that means. I just know it's a very nice gun, and that it was very very powerful!
I have to admit it was kind of scary. I kept closing my eyes and turning my head whenever I squeezed the trigger in anticipation of the kick and the loudness. At first I could not hit the target at all! Andre was standing behind me trying to see where my shots were going, but he kept saying things like " Hmm. I don't see it. I'm not sure where that one went". and my personal favorite, " I saw dust kick up. Guess you didn't hit the target that time" He was very affirming even though I only hit the target with about 3 of 20 shots in the beginning! I kept picturing Jamie lee Curtis in True Lies, where she is standing at the top of the stairs shooting a gun with eye's closed, arms flailing body moving uncontrollably...Yup I pictured that scene every time I picked up the gun...Then when I continued not hitting the target I started to get the giggles and I was pretty much incapacitated.... Andre helpe me recover by suggesting that I crouch down and steady my arms on the table we were shooting from. That helped me a lot. Well not "a lot" but I definitely was able to hit the target every once in a while :)

My target is on the left and Andres is on the right...It was super fun!!!!! Thanks for taking me Andre!

our target


Andre shooting...


Me shooting

Guess which target is mine???? :)