And On The Third Day, There Were Guns

Happy Easter, if you're into that sort of thing.

I wanted to share with you a photo blog of how I spent my easter since I find it hilarious, however, I find breathing hilarious so you be the judge.

I'm in Vegas visiting family for the holly-days and I awoke this morning to discover the easter bunny had come to visit.

Bunny done good. Those are BLUE peeps you see there, among other adorable easterly things.

Then it was off to the gun range, obviously.

My sister and brother and I shot the easter bunny. So don't expect any presents next year kids. Actually, I shot a glock 9, a revolver, and a rugur 10-22. I got three bulls eyes. I also hit my target twice in the head and once in the nads. Don't mess with me boys.

If you can't read the fine print it says, "Don't Forget the Kids for Christmas".

Most people would just go to a gun range with their families on easter, shoot some guns quietly, have some bonding over bullets and call it a day, not me...I had to go and get injured. Of course. Here is a photo of my battlewound. I have been referring to it as my "Gun Shot Wound". You are supposed to wear protective eyewear, which I did, but the bullet shell ricocheted off the wall and INTO my glasses...searing my cheek with it's blazeof death. I could have DIED y'all. I'm so tough. I'm so bad ass. I definetely screamed like the girl I am and dropped the loaded gun down. It hurt a little. And there was something really creepy about having a bullet land in my eye, not sure why...anyway, I'm fine. And later in the day when I went to change I found one in my cleavage. I looked like someoneout of some weird noir film. Some black widow with bullets in her bra. Hot.

Then we went to eat, it was yummers. I ate too much.

Then it was off to Outdoor World...a fine establishment that is half outdoorsy equipment...

And half taxidermy museum...

Gettin' sassy at the elk fight...

Chewin' bones!

Just a couple of wacky lionessesses.

Boyfriend hunting.

Here is a mannequin standing outside a trailor, good enough for me, I offered my hand in marriage...

I found a beautiful camo veil for 50% off.

After the gun range and the lunch and my wedding to a mannequin at Outdoor World, we returned home for some R&R. My little brother and I spent some quality bad ass time together...

Yeah, those are toothpicks.

I decided that since I'd become such a badass, it was time to learn how to skateboard. My little brother is a skateboarding pro.

Here is Craigen jumping over a pack of gum.

Here is Craigen jumping my purse.

Here I am getting on the skateboard.

And here I am getting off the skateboard.

Happy Easter!!