This week has been fraught with a nasty, nasty stomach bug that made it all the way around to everyone in the house, less my 4 year old, with poor Sir being the last to fall. Needless to say, it hasn't been a sexy week. Instead of our usual Wednesday antics, we will be spending today curled around each other recovering from sore stomachs, fevers and headaches.
There were, between our household members dropping like flies, some fun times. Sir got his tax return in and we wound up purchasing some firearms for shooting at the range and home protection. Sir got one that looks like the gun Rick uses in The Walking Dead, called a Taurus Tracker Revolver and I have for myself a little PT22 that despite it's small size can still pack a punch if I ever need it to. It is rare that I blow a lot of money on a purchase, but when the 22 was placed into my palm it felt like it belonged there. I know I sound like a bonafide gun nut, but I'm really not. I do, however know how to shoot and enjoy a weapon that fits my small hands exceptionally well. The pistol is considerably easier than throwing a knife and much more effective as well(my father is a knife maker and taught me how to throw them...little known fact...lol).
So, I'm guessing this could be seen as our "Valentine" gifts to one another, if we celebrated that manufactured holiday. It was Sir's way of ensuring our children's and my protection even when he cannot be here. What could be more loving than that*chuckles*?
Or, if you wanted to see things more conventionally(who are we kidding here?), my Valentine gift would not be the gun, but my beautiful collar that should be on its way today:
Either way I am excited and I know things will be mighty interesting when Sir and I have fully made our way back from Stomach Flu Purgatory.
Until then...xoxo Bliss
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