My Day of Burgers and Bullets

Credit: George

My boyfriend, George,  has always wanted to take me to the shooting range.  Today I finally gave in and surprisingly had a great time!  We first stopped at a mom and pop burger joint called Merritt Canteen. I had no idea that this was Bridgeport’s hidden secret and it was recently featured on Guy Fieri’s Diners, Drive-ins and Dives on the Food Network! I was a bit overwhelmed with all their menu choices (because I had been expecting a basic burger, cheeseburger, fries, and milkshakes menu).  George said this was the after-school hang out when he was in high school and he recommended we get the mac N cheez bites.  The woman at the order window was amazing with how she remembered our order and multi-tasked by filling/serving others orders (props to her because I don’t know of anyone who could multi-task like that!). Very reasonable price with just the right amount of food.  The milkshake was super thick but whatever we were able to suck up tasted like heaven!  The burgers were not messy (which is something I always look for in a burger) and really tasty.

Ready. Aim. Fire!

From there we went to the Bridgeport Shooting Range.  There was a bit of a wait but it was nice because George had time to go over gun safety with me.  The only thing I wasn’t a fan of was the noise.  Every time someone opened the door to the firing line it sounded like, well, a gun going off.  George bought ear plugs so I put them in right away since I have sensitive ears.  He also got me a cute pair of pink safety glasses.  When a lane cleared, it was our turn to go in.  George purchased 2 paper targets for us and they were really cool because they are black, but when a bullet goes through, a different color appears depending on what part of the target you hit! 

My Instructor

I was super nervous but he was really patient and encouraging.  He said for a first timer my aim was really good.  I’ve never been a fan of guns because I find them to be scary and just an addition to violence which I’m against.  George said his reason for wanting me to experience it was to learn the basics and get a first hand experience for safety and responsiblity.  I’m glad he did and I’m glad I went.  I not as afraid anymore and I found out I had better aim than him his first time.  Bragging rights?  You bet!

Top: Georges Bottom: Mine


Our Adventure to The City of Brotherly Love

This past weekend, my boyfriend George and I took a road trip down to Philly for my office holiday party and it became quite the adventure.  I picked him up after work and he was such a good sport and volunteered to drive to and from Philly (okay, maybe I forced him to drive back, but hey! I was hungover!). 

Since I was falling asleep driving to pick him up, we figured it would be a good idea to grab an energy drink for the road.  Now the only time I have ever had energy drinks were in school during midterms and finals.  They were life saving nastiness in cool looking cans.  Sure, if I didn’t choose the carb-free one my pee would turn a radioactive neon yellow (and if I did get the carb-free it would turn oddly clear), but it kept me awake (as well as bouncing-off-the-walls bonkers!).  An hour in we both were going to pee our pants.  Every time I suggested stopping at a rest-stop George would say that he could hold it until we got to NJ.  That lasted for about 10 minutes and then he told me to look for a restroom on the GPS.  More

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