whackadoodle coconut

1.  I quilted this weekend.  yes on that huge drunkards path.  I have only two more rows to go and it is taking forever.  soon it will be done. 2.  shooting range today too.  took 70 rounds and attempted to get them in the small black ring.  it kind of happened for me. 3. CCLSC club is tonight. excited because we might get some super tips.

I was asked a few weeks ago if I was still spinning and if I did anything else except shooting.  now that I think about it, that's pretty bad friend manners of me not to say anything until now.  well, I have said it and I have been doing other things besides shooting...and cleaning my guns....thinking about guns....ahh the cold metal, the smell of gunpowder....ahhhh. almost ran away with it there for a bit.  I have been up to other things.  I spent the better part of last week spinning and working through the first of two plies of wool that has been moving faster than a speeding bullet. heh heh.  take that.  really it did though.  I had quite a bit left when I sat down and thinking that I would never finish, it was done in record time.  I should tell you that I haven't been too concerned with the supermodel type yarn with this batch, rather making it look nice and if it goes fat and skinny in places that was okay.  I fixed the obvious spots...

I don't know if this is true, but I think if you asked people who know me, not just know of me, but really know me what I do best.  I think they would say that I was a good teacher.  there's an old adage that says "those who can't do teach".  in a lot of ways this is true.  it's a cop out for a lot of people who really can't do.  they end up teaching, because they can't cut it in the "real world".  and then there are those who teach and teach well.  they enjoy it, spreading knowledge and encouraging others to seek out new information and expand their minds.  not the drug fueled expansion, but actually rejuvenate brain cells. this is what I actually love.  the skill of teaching others.  I like it. I think I'm good at it.  oh yeah and there's another line, if I have to tell people that I am then I'm probably not.  this one is probably true.  even though I'm telling you right now. anyhow, I am going to some training in th...

we had an amazing club meeting this week on Monday.  five ladies showed up and we had people shooting and laughing and having (what looked like) a really good time for the entire hour and half.  I have taken some suggestions for games and topic training.  stuff that everyone should be able to do and know.  it will be good and important. I added the photos we took the night of and posted them online.  I didn't get a chance to shoot or a shot to shoot, however you want to look at it so I returned the next day to do some practice.  I am always trying to evaluate my progress and set better goals for improvement. here's what I found out.  back when I first picked up a pistol in august last year I had shots all over the place.  no doubt the bad guy will drop, but I needed to be better.  I wanted to be better.  in the meantime, we stocked up on lead and I took to practicing twice a week.  once on my own and once with my hubby. tak...

tomboy chic, that's what I was going for.  so I was actually able to get some things when I went out to venture into this ladylike shopping spree. I picked up two scarves, one pair of ballet flats, a sweater, a cardigan (both grayish) and a teal button up.  not to mention a replacement for my old fleecy, except that specifically, it wasn't a girly one.  it was a men's fleece, with hook and loop on the sleeves, for some bitchin' patches. you say "we don't need no stinkin' patches", well sir you do. and I have some. and there will be more, you wait. okay....here's the pics from the shopping spree, I don't have a photo of the button up or the second scarf, but you get the idea. -     I didn't purchase the coach bag on the trip, I'm just amazed that it matched perfectly with the scarf I DID buy.

apparently that's what I wear, except it's more tomboy.  I'm missing the chic part.  this week, I have a play date with my buddy Ari.  I need to spruce up my non stylish wardrobe and get a little more, how do you say?  je'ne se quoi? I've been experimenting with new hairstyles.  did I tell you?  yeah, for the last month.  there have been new braids and ponies and twists and buns and side braids and what not.  I guess I should take a picture, but that kind of selfie is hard to come by.  the behind the head and off to the side without reverse mirrors is practically impossible. anyway, back on topic, here's what I'd like to look like when the week is over - I'm in search of some good pieces that will send my current stuff in the right direction. a few cardis, plain striped t-shirts, sweaters and a button up maybe?  shoes are the other thing, maybe some loafers or oxfords.  I've always loved oxfords.  ballet flats...

cordite - noun, a smokeless, slow-burning powder composed of 30 to 58 percent nitroglycerin, 37 to 65 percent cellulose nitrate, and 5 to 6 percent mineral jelly.   this morning I met up with a new friend at the range.  remember, I coordinate/founded a shooting club in my neck of the woods?  this new friend was on the email list of ladies who were interested and she contacted me and was interested in shooting the AR-15 rifle.  I offered her mine and a short lesson at the range in order to get some experience.   this is a good start to the week and gets zombie out for a walk.  best part of the day was the girlish giggle she let out about halfway through her second mag.  nice.   that's the way we do it girls.