Bones Heal and Chicks Dig Scars!

Joelynn and I went to the shooting range yesterday. It seems that Sunday mornings are the days to go! It was practically a ghost town. It was perfect.

Joelynn had talked me into shooting the Beretta that I had been looking at. It is a 22 with the longest barrel in the whole store (seems like). It is black with dark blue accents. It has a good weight and feels awesome in my hand. We took it directly to the range to give it a whirl. I have never shot a 22 before but I was excited.

I love it! It does not have any kick back and I can aim really well with it - the gun store dude said this would be an awesome target practice gun because of the long barrel. He was totally right. I also felt a lot less intimidated by it. I was able to keep my one eye open while I was shooting it. I am not sure if I have posted before about my inability to keep an eye open when shooting the 9 mm guns. I aim with one eye and then get so scared that both eyes close when I actually shoot it.

Anyway, both Joelynn and I are in love with this gun. I was shooting it and suddenly I felt a bullet go down my shirt. Sometimes the bullets go flying in weird directions as you are shooting. I could not have done this amazing trick if I had tried. Anyway, the bullet goes down my shirt and into my bra. Seriously, it just flew right in there. Well, as soon as that happened I knew exactly where it was because it started burning the heck out of my skin. At the time I did not know it was burning, I thought it was cutting me. I was trying to get it out and every time I moved, it burned me more. I was flipping out. I finally got it out and looked at my burn - yep right there on the range... Again, thank goodness it was a ghost town :)

I did not realize that the bullets get so hot. I am probably going to have a scar from it. When I got home, I took a closer look in the mirror and sure enough, there is a pretty crazy little burn. Thank goodness our family motto is "Bones Heal and Chicks Dig Scars!" I am bad to the bone!