and confessed. I knew better than to lie to her 
. 'cause my lying stinks, the folks taught me better, and because the lady is my wife. On the plus side, she was sitting on our living room sofa. So no big problem. But a lesson learned about checking one's cover after rearranging one's wardrobe. 
I hadn't told her about the CHL
so we had a chance to talk about the pros and cons. Turns out that we had taken our co-ed daughter out shopping on the same night that a BG robbed a handicapped man over at the Walmart parking lot. We had been headed to that Walmart but opted to stop at a drugstore instead. While we were checking out one of the local thugs came into the store and took up position to our rear. The clerk and I both had our proximity alarms go off so we both turned towards the guy and politely ask him how we could help him. Evidently he had enough experience to realize what that bump under my jacket meant, so he smiled, made up some lame excuse, turned and walked out of the door. I ask my ladies to finish paying then casually went outside to clear the parking lot before we left.None of this was lost on my wife and she brought it up during our CHL discussion. She said she had been wondering why the thug had turned tail and said "Thank God you are carrying." On the downside,she wants me to pay for our daughter and FSIL, who is a grad student, to get their CHLs too and told me that I may need to buy a few more guns.
Once I regain my composure I am headed to the LGS.
