Welcome back to the Confessional… y’all thought I’d forget because of the whole A-Z thing didn’t you? Well, you’re not getting off that easy!
So… today’s confession… and I know some of you will not like this, but again… my life, my blog… and yada yada…
Anyway, I’m going to confess that I happen to LOVE guns. Yep… I sure do. Big ones, small ones, rifles, shotguns, sniper rifles, hand guns… I love guns. I have since I was a little girl and my daddy taught me how to shoot at .38 special. We went dove hunting with it. Yep… that’s me – a dove hunting, gun loving, range shootin kind of girl.
Now for you to see my new “toy”… and before you freak out on me let me tell you that no, I don’t believe guns are toys. I know that they are dangerous and to be respected – another point my dad taught me at the tender age of 6 when I took my first Hunter Safety and Education course.
So yeah… that my dear friends is an AR-15 rifle. It is NOT dangerous… it just looks mean. It’s not that much more powerful than any other rifle you can buy… and I’m kind of a pretty good shot too.