This week was nuts. I had a really overwhelming emotional anxious week. I have good weeks and I have bad ones. This week, my mind got the best of me. I only made dinner ONCE this week for my poor husband, and it was a box of penne. Poor guy.
Tuesday was the Idaho general primary election. I have been the Chief Judge over my precinct for the last 7 years and I love it. It was a super long day but I put in my civic duty.
Thursday there was an action shoot at the gun range that I got to help score at. I got 14 out of 21. Not bad. Ive worked on my speed, drawing and mag changes, but I'm style struggling with the accuracy. It's frustrating, but I'll get there. Somehow I didn't get any pictures from the night.
Friday Jasper also went to the groomer, he lost about 5 pounds. He looks so tiny and cute now.
Friday night was bunco night. It's my time to party, act inappropriate, dance, and eat food that makes me hate myself the next morning. It was a St Patrick's Day theme. Only a limited few of us showed up in green, I on the other hand, deck myself out. Thanks ladies. Usually we go out for an after party. This time, we brought out the claws for an intense game of spoons. There was jumping over tables to attack each other for the spoon. Good clean fun, and there wasn't any blood.
Monday we both got off work at a reasonable time so we took ourselves to a classy dinner at Dicky's BBQ. After dinner we took the pups for a walk at the park, they were so excited since they have been cooped up all winter.
Tuesday was the Idaho general primary election. I have been the Chief Judge over my precinct for the last 7 years and I love it. It was a super long day but I put in my civic duty.
Wednesday evening some girls from my shooting team went out to celebrate Corie's birthday. We went to a bar and grill and had good bar food. I just had French fries, and Teisha made the most delicious birthday cake I have ever had in my mouth. I ordered a stripper for Corie's birthday but they sent the wrong one. They sent the dirty old drunk cowboy, not the fireman. But what really happened, there was an old cowboy playing pool by us who yelled to us " you girls are pretty quite" so I yelled back, "we are just waiting for you to start the party." Apparently, that was a bad idea. The cowboy started taking his clothes off and dancing for us. In the future, I am not allowed to plan the entertainment.
Thursday there was an action shoot at the gun range that I got to help score at. I got 14 out of 21. Not bad. Ive worked on my speed, drawing and mag changes, but I'm style struggling with the accuracy. It's frustrating, but I'll get there. Somehow I didn't get any pictures from the night.
My middle sister went to the hospital in the middle of the night to have surgery on hr appendix. She is doing ok now. I went to go visit her and bring her flowers and visit my sweet nephew
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