It was a great weekend. The weather was perfect and I managed to get a lot of fall clean-up done in the yard.

Last night Ron and I got into one of our many debates. Not really a debate. He thinks I get too loud and too passionate about what ever we are discussing. I'm sure he is right. I came from a loud family and being the youngest if I didn't get loud I didn't get heard.

Ron and I don't see eye-to-eye on anything and no matter how I try to refrain from showing my shock and awe over some of his views I'm not very good at keeping my feelings disguised. I asked a question last night concerning gun control or specifically gun safety. I have always wondered what the resistance is to using safety locks on weapons. I asked Ron if he had ever heard the argument against them. What I think I heard was how it is resistance to being told by the government to use them. My feeling is that if you are of legal age I don't care whether you lock your gun or not. If you shoot yourself in the foot so be it. But....I feel differently if you have children in the house. I think you should be required to keep safety locks on your weapons. I guess I'm not opposed to government getting involved the same way they did with child safety caps on medicine (which don't always work I realize) or laws requiring children be in car seats and buckled in. Ron then said well then why don't we regulate no sharp pointed scissors in the house, no knives, etc. That's probably when my voice got louder. I was immediately frustrated.

I just don't understand anyone's opposition to attempting to protect children. But...maybe I'm missing the big picture.

Unfortunately, Ron's very conservative views and my liberal views collide on a daily basis. I will admit he has more tolerance than I do. I really get frustrated!