IDPA addiction! noggin muffs edition!

I've got a fever!  and the only prescription is more IDPA!  I am jonesin' to get my ass out and go shooting! 

It has been a few months since my last outing!  Need to dust off the goober vest and get some rounds down range.  Am I the only one that feels the need to get out and shoot ? Hell No!  Do I need to stay home and spend some time with the little redneck and redneck wife?  Hell Yes!

Unfortunately I can't bring the little redneck to the IDPA matches otherwise she would be there no problem.

Solution - someone please make hearing protection for a 1 yr old that they will actually keep on their noggins!  That could be my million dollar idea, except for the fact that I am blabbing about it on here.

Therefore I am now trademarking the noggin-muff 1000 (for 1 yr olds), noggin muff 2000 (for 2 yr olds) etc.  Don't try stealing my idea without at least throwing me a case of bud lights! 

Sorry for being off topic- no I will not be going shooting this weekend - yes I am inventing noggin muffs - no you can't steal my idea.

Butthurt

No, I am not really butthurt about anything currently, I really wanted to use that as a title to a post.  I'll tell you who is butthurt, my child.  She is currently cutting about 3 teeth at the same time and is very butthurt to say the least.

Its amazing that you can take a relatively normal child and introduce teething and she turns into an angry drooling midget.  The nice part is that you can give her some cottage cheese and all is good in her world.

On second thought, I am butthurt.  After her morning nap, the little redneck decided to drop a deuce the size of a VW bug.  As I was changing her, she decided to put her hand in said VW bug, which then got on my hand.  Great way to start the day!! 

Ace- Thanks for the comments

If you don't know what butthurt means, you need to start watching Workaholics

Realizing I have been trained

This is some bullshit! 

As you know I am rocking it bachelor style this week, which is pretty chill.  However, some ass face is running around behind me putting the toilet seat down after I hit the head.  I have searched the entire house, gun in hand, but there are no ass clowns about, much less a toilet nazi roaming my halls.

Then it hits me...I have been trained!  Damn women ( yes the entire gender)!  What the hell, at one point I was a dude who put the seat down for no one...then today I realize that I have been putting the seat down for a while now (pretty sure it started when my lady was pregnant with the little redneck).  That was out of commmon decency, who wouldn't put a seat down for a pregnant lady? 

Turns out it was a 9 month training course, I have been bamboozled! 



On a side note, bachelor week is sponsored by Bud Light and toilet seats in the upright position.