a choice and a conversation....

Some girls fret over what clothes and shoes to buy, the choices are endless, and the decision is always a hard one. Not I of course, my current dilemma is over a new handgun. This really started over a week ago when Senior got a text from a friend asking if I wanted to sell my Glock...  'What" !!  No I am not selling my Glock. Then I wouldn't be "The Glock Mom"  I love that gun.

My current issue is between a Ruger SR .22 or a 1911 .22  I like them both and have handled them both. I watched a youtube on the Ruger , and liked it, very lightweight and fits well in my hand.  But, it came in black,  pink or purple.  And I really want mine in Zombie Green. But then there is the 1911... I always wanted one.
This search took me from the local gun shop to a big box sporting goods store. Senior was shopping from the 5.56 that is soon to be executive ordered out of stock. And I was peeking in to the counter. Again no Zombie green Ruger SR.22  and no 1911 in .22 either...

Next to me was a small and fragile elderly woman and her overbearing son, who was trying like a politician to talk his little ole mother in to some big honking  knock off brand .45  in stainless steel that the woman could barely hold up. I hate seeing this.
 I injected myself in to the conversation, after chatting with her a bit I found out she had never handled a gun before, and had never shot one. So, I suggested something easier for the mother to handle and to shoot. Such as the Glock 26 or a Ruger..   Oh no! This made the son unhappy. He did not like Glocks or Rugers and wanted his mother to get something cheaper, it is only for home defense he said and will stay in her nightstand., his mother he said needed something with stopping power and a gun is better then any insurance policy. The guy behind the counter looked at me rolled his eyes, and shook his head at the son...lol
My argument back was that she needed something she could handle and was easy for her to use. I even suggested a revolver so that she did not have to worry about a slide.   I myself went through at least 4 handguns until I found my perfect fit. But what did I know? I was just a woman.
The best thing for this mom to do would have been to tell her son where to go, and carry herself to an indoor range where she can try out different guns. And I kick myself for not suggesting that..

I wished her luck and Senior and I walked off. After some more time browsing we walked back past the gun counter and the pair was still there..

And I am still here with my little dilemna  of what to get the 1911 or a Ruger SR. For me to get the SR in green obviously means I need to get the black one and duracoat the parts I want green...  *SIGH*