After church, Justin and I had lunch at a local Mexican restaurant with Tim and Shannon, Justin's brother and his wife. Tummies full, we all headed to Justin's parents' house to practice target shooting with Tim's new pistol that he got from his loving wife for Christmas.
I did not, on Sunday afternoon, shoot a handgun for the very first time ever in my life. I *certainly* did not scream like a little girl after it went off, and you KNOW I didn't turn around and point it haphazardly in the direction of the crowd of onlookers while it was still loaded. Nope, not me. I am MUCH too smart for any of that business.
The good news is, I didn't shoot anybody. :) And I learned my lesson: always, always be aware of where you're pointing a loaded gun. Don't worry guys, I'll do better next time. Promise.
What have you not been up to this week? Go ahead! Go write a "Not Me Monday" post of your very own and link to MckMama's blog. Come on, you know you want to!