For some women, diamonds fit the best friend role, but for me, it’s not even close.
Ok, maybe close. Not that I have wardrobe full of diamonds, but I have had my eye on a pretty little bobble for sometime. Of course time and money being what they are, I have yet to make her mine.
In the mean time, I found a new love and life being what it is, a choice has to be made.
I went from having no guns at all to having 3 in span of about 2 weeks. Really, I don’t need another one, but I can’t seem to convince my heart of that fact.
I started out wanting “A” gun for protection, but as I learned more about guns, I started to appreciate them on their own for their uniqueness and their history. I went from seeing them as cold hard pieces of steel(or in the case of my Glock, plastic) to works of art.
I am not sure if there is such a thing as a cliche gun, but it would appear that everyone who knows guns, loves the 1911 and I am no exception. Each time I read an article or watch a video review or see one at a gun show, my heart gives a little flutter.
So, I think I will starting hinting around for my Christmas present now.