Last Saturday, I planned something for us to do (Marianne didn't know the plan until we got there). Something that we have not done before and you guessed right, we went to a shooting range. Hind sight, we had a stressful week at work and shooting a .22 rifle is rather relaxing. It was just me, the target and the gun. I don't advocate gun use, but in a controlled-"stay in the basement"-shooting range kind of thing, it's
ok.
Marianne was nervous. I was excited. At the end, we thought we did something cool. At least having done it once. Next time, we do something else. Any suggestions?
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