I may have mentioned that the best part of the Europe vacay was the french food. We didn’t do a whole lot of shopping, we didn’t have a lot of money to lavish either, so for the most part, we walked around, saw a lot of really old stuff, and we ate and drank and soaked up the cafe culture. Nonetheless, the end of the trip found us slightly in the red.

We tallied up the expenses and agreet to split the costs down the middle. As it turned out, the bf ended up owing me some green. He offered to cut me a check so that I could pay off my credit card ASAP.

Hmmmm….so the bf owes me some dough….. I sat there on the plane, next to the bf, thinking about this situation. Being both jewish and female, I must have been inclined to carefully consider how I could make the most of it.

hmmm…I want pretty things. He could buy me pretty things. Yes, that’s it!

“Hey, sweetie,” I said, “howsabout you pay me back in firearms?”

I’d rather have equity than dolars, especially if said equity can be taken to the range and shared with others for mutual enjoyment. I’m nice like that.

***update***

mama’s gettin’ a carbine!