Jeeping

Last December my dad bought a 1961 Willy's jeep.  Its' a CJ5!  It's red, tiny, and just the cutest thing with four wheels!  Since he bought it, he has been doing little repairs and fixing it up.  It looks great and runs quite well. 

Yesterday, for our Memorial Weekend outing, we took it out for a drive.  We just drove around near our house out by Mardon and Pot Holes.  It is amazing how different the view is at 20mph compared to 55mph.  It was really fun to take in all the sights at a slower pace, even though, I've seen them many times before.  It's neat to notice the little things.  It was a good three hour jeep ride minus the fact that we all had sore backs and bottoms at the end.  Let's just say my dad's little jeep dosen't have plush seats or much supension.  We might have been going slow, but we felt every pot hole and bumb in the rode.  I'm glad we went for a jeep ride. It was the perfect day for it-it was a holiday and the sun was shinging and warm with a light breeze.  Wonderful for family jeeping!

My dad driving his little red jeep!

A veiw of the Royal Slope from the top of Frenchman Hills as we headed over to Mardon.

Shot A Gun

All I can say is that the year 2011 has contained a lot of "firsts" for me.  I took my first fitness classes, lived alone for the first time, bought my first one should dress, and shot my first guns.  Well, the guns belong to my boyfriend.  Yes, guns.  First, I shot a little gun.  I even hit a can, a target, after three tries.  Once I mastered shooting the little gun, my boyfriend got out his big gun and showed me how to shoot it.  I was not able to master shooting it because I never came close to hitting a target.  When we were all done shooting guns, I walked away with a bruise on my collar bone from the big gun's kick and shell from one of the big gun's bullets. 

 Here I am shooting the little gun.

So I am actually false in saying this was my first time shooting a gun because I have shot a BB gun.  However, to a boyfriend who is big into owning guns, shooting, and hunting, a BB gun does not count.  Since it was his turn to plan our date last weekend, he chose to take me shooting.  He taught me all about loading the gun, holding it, lining it up, releasing the safety, and pulling the trigger.  It was all intimidating because Brian is an expert when it comes to guns, and because guns are so dangerous.  It was pretty fun, though, but guns will always frighten me.

 Brian, the expert shooting, the little gun.

I'm not sure why I had to lay on these tarps, but Brian said it was necessary for shooting the big gun.  I guess it made it feel more like the real deal.  Whatever that is.

Officially a Junior

Time sure does fly!  I just can't believe that two years ago I sat anxiously awaiting my graduation from high school.  I was counting the days down and it felt like the end of those awful years would never come.  Now I have successfully finished two years of college.  I can officially say I'm a junior at Washington State University studying Pre-Pharmacy and minoring in Horticulture.  It feels so great!  Yet, it feels like yesterday that I moved away from home to begin college when, in fact, its been 634 or so days ago.  This last semester went really well, but I was not sad for it to end.  I was so ready for a break.  Summer break could not come soon enough some days, but in the blink of an eye my second year of college came to an end.  I will be spending my summer at home working on our family farm.  I am also looking forward to relaxing, riding horses, spending time with my family, hanging out with my boyfriend, riding bikes, and going for runs.  It's going to be great!  Let my summer blogging begin!