I got to go shooting this week. I haven't been shooting since Bobby and I got married (or rather, since before we got married. We didn't do any shooting at our wedding--and not because Bobby was opposed to the idea, I'm sure.) It was also my first time shooting a handgun; up until now I had only shot rifles. I went with the Young Republican--you'll excuse the expression--Babes (that's the name of the group; I didn't name it, I'm not claiming babedom. Okay, let's let this go, it's getting embarrassing) to Wade's in Bellevue. It was a lot of fun. One of the girls is a policewoman (her husband is a cop, too) and she helped me out; showed me how to stand, load the clip, picked me out a delicious selection of guns to try, all that good stuff. I have no idea what the first gun I shot was, other than that it was a .45 clip, but it had a monster kick-back. It was a good gun to start with, because compared to it, everything else felt great! Even the cop didn't like it (she said it was the gun her husband used; I'm guessing the kick-back doesn't bother him as much). Next I shot a .22 revolver, which was the easiest thing I've ever shot. It was some specialty number that was specifically used for accuracy shooting competitions. It had virtually no kick back, and I even shot a perfect bullseye (once). The last gun I shot was a .45 magnum (also a clip), and it was surprisingly light, with little kickback. Tomika sure knows how to pick 'em. If I'm caught in a dark alley, she's who I want with me. Or if I'm playing tackle football. Or moving a piano.
Tuesdays are ladies night at the gun range (isn't that hilarious?) so we're going to go the last Tuesday of every month. Next month, the girl who arranges our outings is going to try to arrange for us to take turns on a machine gun. I'll do it, but I'm not going to go first.
Friday, February 27, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
Some things I love this week
1. Space Ghost Coast to Coast: I loved these when I was a teenager. Bobby gave me seasons 1 thru 3 for my last birthday, and I've been rewatching them. Each episode is only 15 minutes long, and oh so funny.
2. Michael Medved's new book: The 10 big lies about America. I got this for Christmas from my bro-in-law. I love all the research Medved does, and he has a very readable style, so it's better than digging through dry-as-a-mouth-full-of-chalk textbooks yourself. Fabulous, facinating book.
3. Running: I've finally really started to love it again. I did a nine miler on Saturday, and it was fun!
4. Long-sleeved white onesies: for without them, all of the 9/12 month summer clothes that Mabel fits into now (but will not come summertime) would be for naught.
5.Protien-fortified foods: bars, shakes, even cereals. I'm glad we've got 'em, because my tastebuds have been on a protien (meat, eggs, cottage cheese, beans) strike lately, and without it I get migraines.
6. Bedtime: saaay, that's now!
2. Michael Medved's new book: The 10 big lies about America. I got this for Christmas from my bro-in-law. I love all the research Medved does, and he has a very readable style, so it's better than digging through dry-as-a-mouth-full-of-chalk textbooks yourself. Fabulous, facinating book.
3. Running: I've finally really started to love it again. I did a nine miler on Saturday, and it was fun!
4. Long-sleeved white onesies: for without them, all of the 9/12 month summer clothes that Mabel fits into now (but will not come summertime) would be for naught.
5.Protien-fortified foods: bars, shakes, even cereals. I'm glad we've got 'em, because my tastebuds have been on a protien (meat, eggs, cottage cheese, beans) strike lately, and without it I get migraines.
6. Bedtime: saaay, that's now!
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
6 months
Mabel is now six months old! I was able to leave her last Saturday with my parents for more than three hours while I went to a Young Republicans brunch, and I was very surprised (pleasantly so) to hear how good she was! I think the trick was that three of her cousins were over there too, and she loves to watch other little kids. Unfortunately, her cousin Henry wasn't feeling well (ear infection) and he got upset and started screaming, which upset Mabel, and she started crying. But Grandpa took her for a walk for about an hour and a half, and she loved that. When I showed up, Grandpa was just finishing the walk, and Mabel was sitting in the stroller, as mellow as you please.
We've also started a rotating playgroup with some friends, and Mabel has made friends with another girl her age named Taylor. They sit and watch each other, which is high entertainment for them.
Mabel also had her 6 month appointment yesterday; she was very unhappy about it, despite the fact that she is in the pink. She seems to anticipate what's coming (e.g. shots) because she starts crying the minute the doctor comes in--and he isn't even the one who gives her the shots.
She is weighing in at nearly 20 pounds, which puts her in greater than the 95 percentile for weight. She is still in the 95 pecentile for height (27 1/2 inches).
After the doctor, I went on a 6 mile run with Mabel, and she slept the whole time, and was all the better for it. She woke up happy as can be, and was up the rest of the day. I left her with Bobby, because I had to go to Seattle for a book group, and Bobby said she was great. She ate her rice cereal, and bounced to her heart's content. She loves her bouncer.
For the book group (which is through the Young Republicans) we read a book called the 5000 year leap, which is essentially about the priciples America is founded on and how they have helped it to excel. Anyway, about a third of the way through the book, I saw one of the refeerences was for a book by Spencer Kimball, and I thought...hmmm, I wonder. I checked it out, and the author is Mormon. I thought it was kind of neat.
Well, Mabel is awake, and fussing, so I'm going to have to bring this to an abrupt close.
We've also started a rotating playgroup with some friends, and Mabel has made friends with another girl her age named Taylor. They sit and watch each other, which is high entertainment for them.
Mabel also had her 6 month appointment yesterday; she was very unhappy about it, despite the fact that she is in the pink. She seems to anticipate what's coming (e.g. shots) because she starts crying the minute the doctor comes in--and he isn't even the one who gives her the shots.
She is weighing in at nearly 20 pounds, which puts her in greater than the 95 percentile for weight. She is still in the 95 pecentile for height (27 1/2 inches).
After the doctor, I went on a 6 mile run with Mabel, and she slept the whole time, and was all the better for it. She woke up happy as can be, and was up the rest of the day. I left her with Bobby, because I had to go to Seattle for a book group, and Bobby said she was great. She ate her rice cereal, and bounced to her heart's content. She loves her bouncer.
For the book group (which is through the Young Republicans) we read a book called the 5000 year leap, which is essentially about the priciples America is founded on and how they have helped it to excel. Anyway, about a third of the way through the book, I saw one of the refeerences was for a book by Spencer Kimball, and I thought...hmmm, I wonder. I checked it out, and the author is Mormon. I thought it was kind of neat.
Well, Mabel is awake, and fussing, so I'm going to have to bring this to an abrupt close.
Friday, February 6, 2009
Real Food!
Mabel started eating solid food this week! Of course, by "solid" I mean a tiny bit of rice cereal and a lot of milk, but it's a lot more solid than what she's had before. Not sure how much she's actually getting, but she has started sleeping through the night better again (if there's any correlation).
Bobby and I are both feeling a little under the weather (I think I'm just tired. All this getting up before noon is killing me. Uhh, just kidding.) Bobby's had to work overtime this week, which beats not working at all, so we're not complaining.
We're having a playgroup over here on Tuesday, so we're scrambling around, trying to dig up all the toys we have (next step will hiding everything that isn't a toy in our bedroom). Here's Mabel,surrounded by some of the toys she got for Christmas.
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