Just Another Day…With You

It was a kind of early celebration of the day. Trooper had a few different loads to test in the new rifle so off to the range we went. The weather was a lovely 65 degrees and up as the day progressed but with a fairly constant wind (as the target attests).

Still, as we all agreed, one is not always given perfect weather to perform in – just as well to work under some challenging weather. Besides, the sun was out. It felt amazing.


There were three loads to trial and each did fairly well, really. But one was a definite winner. You can see my three shots in the upper left pie wedge. I’d aimed for the point of that pie so, adding in the wind, I don’ t think I did badly at all for my first 100 yd attempt!

The rifle has a terrific trigger – I told him that the only way I could describe it was like the best champagne’s thrilling zing of the tiniest bubbles on your tongue. It truly sent a kind of electric ziiitttzzz through me just before the very slight recoil distracted.

This little tool (a present I gave him for Christmas) was helpful though we really didn’t have the drop #’s for the rounds so we couldn’t calculate the 500 yd shot. No, in time…in time…

As for today, I woke a bit early today to slice the homemade cinnamon swirl bread and soak it in eggs for the delicious Surrender Toast to come. He was, as is his preference, given his warmed maple syrup on the side. Some good coffee made it complete. That and, of course, the bacon. The dogs eyed it as though waiting for it to do a jig and fall off the plate to their patient tongues. And yes, some always does.

But I was trying to find something for him because we aren’t really adherents to the MUST BUY CARD AND PRESENT rules of the day. I think Mary Fahl manages it nicely here in a song she wrote for her own intended. If you are in the northern climes and have a chance, she is worth the trip to see.

To my own good man who would turn a river if only I asked. Love you, always.

7 responses to “Just Another Day…With You

  1. SWMBO leaves me nice card on the desk to instill the proper level of guilt as she leaves for work. Then calls about 10:30 and suggest a wonderful Valentine's dinner of Steak Diane. I get to cook.

    Life is good!

  2. You guys made me smile – K, be patient. The good women are rare and know it so they are particular, too. Making the connection is tough.

    Ed, it seems only fair, really. Lord only knows how much of your wit that woman puts up with. And dog hair. Oh, how I know…

    Hey, DW! It was a calm, pleasant and no-pressure day. He even surprised me with the coveted Starbucks thermal cup! AND Lindt balls. I love their balls.

    Oh, Momma – no matter what anyone says to ya – leave that work tail alone. Promise me. *shiver* Bad juju, that. It comes – those good times and a good man. Wait for it.

  3. The rifle has a terrific trigger – I told him that the only way I could describe it was like the best champagne's thrilling zing of the tiniest bubbles on your tongue. It truly sent a kind of electric ziiitttzzz through me just before the very slight recoil distracted.

    That has to be the most poetic description I've ever read regarding a trigger.

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