Monday Blahs, again

What is it about Sundays that I can't get up the gumption to write a Monday post?  It's odd.  I got all day to think about it, it's Sunday.

Not much out there on other blogs, even, to riff off of.  Except for this.  A 70s housewife blog.  Yeah that was what growing up, in the 70's was like.  Our kitchen was Harvest Gold.  I was always jealous of the houses with Advocado Green, too.  And I remember what a huge deal it was when the grocery bill was $100 the firs time.  And kid's shoes pushing $10 a pair....

But none of that is gun related.

I missed a range trip last week.  I blame the short week.  Gonna go again this week tho.

That 70s stuff reminds me.  My dad bought a 1969 Pontiac LeMans wagon, green, like this one.  But not this specific one.

It had a 400 cubic inch engine in it and he kept it until he got a 1978 Pontiac Bonneville 2-door.  The thing HAD seatbelts.   Lapbelts.  But they were only buckled on special occasions, and then inconsistently.  Maybe a dozen times?  Usually my brother and I rolled around in the back.  We started wearing the seatbelt consistently around 1980, I guess?  Certainly 1983 or 4.  So I am celebrating 30 years of safety.  Wonder if there is a connection to that correlation.

Thing is, I was never in an accident before the seatbelts were mandatory, and I've been in a few since.