As I was getting reading the other morning for work, Charles came in shaking his head. “All of your gun stuff is all over the condo! Sheesh. What a mess!” I realized he was right. I had my AR15 with (unloaded) magazine on a stool by the window for dry firing practice. I had my shooting jacket on the couch. There was another AR15 disassembled on the kitchen counter for cleaning. My pistol and it’s accessories were on the dining room table. I was also practicing my draws and hand positions. “Gosh, your right!” I said. Then I saw it. The smirk on his face. How many husbands get to complain that his wife’s “gun stuff” was all over the house. Smart Ass. I love you Charles!
“Shoot Like A Girl! If You Can…….”