I would like to thank everyone for their responses. We had given thoughts to eye patches and all sorts of other techniques but when it came down to it the results were quite surprising...
I must preface and say that I did not get a chance to read the responses before we picked up her pistol and went to the range but this is how the day unfolded...
I put in my last hour at work and dashed home, did the three s's and off we went to the gunshop. I brought hearing protection and safety glasses and her holster but forgot staples and targets (duh). When we arrived we had to wait in line, which seems to be the norm these days, remember when you could go to the gunshop on a friday around 1400 and nobody was there?
While she went through the purchasing process I talked to the owner whom I know pretty well. I brought in 4 or 500 rounds of once fired .270 brass as a present and tried to get him to trade me my shoulder holster and harness (never worn) for a Desaintis Scabbard. He took the trade, woot me! (see other thread)
While all this was going on she finished up and stood patiently waiting for me to finish gabbing and buy some 9mm and a target. I selected what was available... As I sit here and type today who walks into the store but Doug Koenig. I swear to god fellas...
So I stumbled all over myself trying not to obviously stare in his direction as he signed for some mail and looked at one of his pistols which was having work done. I couldn't resist it any longer and I just had to say hi. To make this short, I just made a bafoon of myself and asked him to beat Leatham this year to quiet down all the springer fans. Its not that I have anything against Rob I think he is a steller guy and would have probably acted the same way had he walked in. But I have to admit I'm a S&W guy and I chuckle when Springfield is declared the end all of the 1911 world.
Anyway in my star struck stupor I grabbed a Bianci cup target and the rest of my things and walked out to the Jeep telling my GF who was standing right there the hole time, that I just met Doug Koenig. She was kind enough to point out that I pronouced his last name KO-Nig.
Jeez I'm getting as long winded as Michael Bane when he talks about beach bars

Blah blah blah we went to the range. I nailed her target to the back stop with a twig in a small bullet hole and we starting going over the safety rules and dry fired a little to get the hang of things.
When she actually started to shoot I was amazed. Her first three shots fired from about 15ft went all in the black. She bummed a few but then get right back on. There were a few FTE but we quickly relized it was due to limp wristing and not locking those elbows. We used them to practice the "tap and rack". After 100 rounds she had removed most of what was the black center of the target and with a big smile now on her face we went home to clean her new gun and so I could get some sleep.
It was a great day and some great range time. I was very surprised how well she shot and how much she liked it. I was afraid of the recoil but it was mild and she really just needs more practice to avoid the limp wristing. It was night and day compared to when she shot my snubby .38. She got so upset because she could not hit the target but I really feel as though this was just a case of mating the perfect gun to her perfect hands.
I'm sorry for the very long post but I am so very proud of her and I wanted to write so much more. Thank you all for your repsonses again.
-Josh.