Well, Saturday did not work out as planned... we had a minor family deal that came up. No puppies. :-(
Sunday was a blast. Pun intended. Our party of 5 wound our way out to the area designated for shooting and set up for an afternoon of banging away. I did not do all that great with the pistols this time. But I did get in a couple of hits. I had much more success with the rifles... one in particular worked astonishingly well for me. I was able to hit all the lower targets and then the one on top that flips them all back down a again with a minor amount of misses. Likely not skill, but a good scope. I am having a great time learning how to use a variety of guns. Never thought I'd say that. (Never say never.)
It was unfortunately very hot and all the shaded areas were taken. There we sat in the heat, beaten by the sun, each of us taking our turns. Randy coached me and his son, J offered some suggestions as well that helped. J was my automatic loader... he loaded the cartridges when I ran out. I load the pistols myself. Fun stuffs! Or at least it was until Randy began getting sick from the sun. I guess my years of living in California 100 plus temperatures helped me out. That and the fact that I was wearing shorts and a light top. He was in a dark top and jeans. By the time we got home he felt pretty crappy, so we called off the BBQ portion of our family outing. I went to Subway for one of their new Italian sausage melts... to split. We had a quiet evening at home, which is not a bad thing. After a cool shower, a change of clothes and sitting in front of the fan drinking water, he felt much better.
Up at the crap of dawn this morning... after that evening fast for me and off to the boob squisher. She was nice. Next in line was a chest x-ray. I have not done that before, but the tiny doctor said so. I obeyed. Only the guy who does them was late, so I got to sit there in the hospital gown thingie for over half a hour waiting. The only reading material they had were the same Time and Sports Illustrated that I have at home and have read. I had a car book... in the parking lot and did not feel up to wearing my hospital attire outside to get it. I did seriously consider it though.
Then upstairs to the vampire lair. They have a number machine like the bakery. The waiting room reminded me of the one in Beetlejuice... all manor of strange looking afflictions surrounded me. I watched two men get into a fight over one of them using a cell phone. Yes, a physical fight. That helped speed up time. I have to give it to the receptionist at the desk... she made them sit in separate corners. I'd have tossed them both out. There is a big sign that says to turn off your cell phone.
I liked my vampire right off. She was about four and a half feet tall and wide with wacky bleached blond hair and a voice like Froggie from Spanky and Our Gang. She took five vials of my blood with a intravenous needle. When she finished, I asked if I had any blood left. She said a little. So I asked if it was enough to get me home. She said "Maybe to the stop sign." I got a laugh out of that. A good sense of humor should be used by anyone in the vampire profession.
Home again... I have completed the massive application required for the job I want and am waiting for one last letter of reference to arrive via email. Then we'll be off to the office to turn it in. I will be glad to be done with it! Cross your fingers, say a prayer... whatever you do when you wish someone luck would be great.