I had the day off today and took Big Mama to do some Christmas shopping for the brood.  Since we were carrying cash and driving out of town, I was of course carrying a concealed firearm.  Ok, since we were leaving the house....no, ok, because its something I just do anyway, I was carrying a concealed firearm.  Before we could get out of town, we had a few errands to do.

First, drop the kindergartner off at school:
Me: you can walk the munchkin to class today.
Big Mama: why can't you do it?
Me: I'm carrying, sorry, it's the law.

Next, drop some mail at the post office that needs to go out today.
Me: here, mail these and ask the woman at the window to postmark them this morning.
Big Mama: You do it, its cold.
Me: I'm carrying, sorry, it's the law.

Next, pay the mortgage at the bank.
Big Mama: I suppose I have to go in and do that too?
Me: Why, do you want to? I was going to.
Big Mama: Aren't you carrying?
Me: I'm breathing aren't I?
Big Mama: So you can go into a bank with a gun but not a school or post office.
Me: Yup.
Big Mama: That's just stupid.
Me: Preachin' to the choir.

Finally, at the mall:
Me: Well, its a mall. Since I'm carrying, I have to wait in the car.
Big Mama: Oh no you don't.
Me: Crap.
Big Mama: Do you really think you will need a gun at the mall?
Me: No, If I did, I wouldn't come here.

Oh well. I'm afraid there is nothing to prevent me from carrying at Borders, Sears, Hallmark, Toys R Us, KB Toys, Radio Shack, Old Navy, Disney Store, Panera Bread, or WalMart.  I'm pretty tired tonight.