I am a City Girl. That's all there is to it. Not necessarily by choice, rather it's all I've ever known. I've only swam in a pond a couple of times, I'm not a fan of bugs, I've never been camping.
Easter weekend we
loaded up the car and headed south on I-35 to Marietta, Oklahoma. We stayed at the home of our good friends that we've referred to as "The Farm" since I was a child. Not really sure why we call it The Farm since nothing is "farmed" there. While on our get-a-way, we did and saw things we wouldn't normally in Suburbia, America.
#1 - My cousin's son, Blue (who is 8) shot a snake and brought it to us to see. It was huge! When I asked what happened to the belly of the snake he replied "well, I shot it" as if saying, what else do you think happened to it.
#2 - Aunt Lenora has a couple of chicken coops and we ate fresh eggs in the best chicken salad ever!
#3 - Trent and I hiked to the creek at The Farm with ear protection, eye protection, lots of ammunition and a hand gun. Yep, it's time I learned to shoot a gun. I'll admit, I've been a little anxious about it (ok, a lot anxious) and finally overcame my fear. Here are a few photos of me and Trent in action. Blue shot the snake at age 8, like no big deal, and here I was (at a much more mature age) a little nervous.
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I couldn't stop laughing while Trent was taking my picture.
By the way, the gun was not loaded at this time. |
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| Finally, a serious face. Hand guns really aren't a joking matter. |
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| Doesn't he look tough! |
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| He's a much better shot than I am. |
