It's good to get your wife shooting...
My first date with my now husband was a trip to the firing range with his Beretta 9mm. I didn't do too well that day, had never fired a 9mm before. But it was an unusual and fun first date, and I've since improved enough with a handgun to qualify for a CHL.
I now go to the range by myself mostly, hubbie has other hobbies he likes to spend time on on the weekends. So when I show up at the range with my AR-15, "unsupervised" by a man, I get lots of looks, and questions, and comments (the occasional "Nice shooting" as I walk out with my target)...Some patronizing comments...but I get a kick out of it. I look like a librarian, so showing up with an AR over my shoulder is a great way to prove to folks that you can't be too quick to judge a book by its cover.
I love to shoot for the sake of removing the middle from the target. It's relaxing, and a great way to forget about everything else. Now today, I took my brand new Kimber 45 ACP Ultra Carry II to the range for the first time. I'm not sure what I was thinking. It's a dad-gum hand cannon! I went by myself, and there was a gentlemen kind enough to tap me on the shoulder to give me a few pointers after my first 7 shots didn't even hit the paper. After his guidance regarding my stance, I was able to hit a few bulls, but only on the first shot out of the clip - the remaining six shots were always too low. I'm not entirely sure what I'm doing wrong, but today was just a trial to find out if I could hold onto the dang thing, which I can. So there's hope.