My husband is in high demand at Intel in Arizona. SOOOO He is off again, well to clairfy, I know you know he's off most of the time...What really I mean is...he's gone to Arizona for another contract stint of a month or two or so...
My cutie is right behind the bare-belly guy....these are a few of his closest friends doing the haka...don't ask...this is fun?
and believe it or not...I miss him when he's gone...
After spending a bit of time in the hot flat state, we discovered there are a lot of things we rather like about Arizona, not the heat, but some other stuff. We like their politics for sure.
But, Arizona is very different from other states we have visited. We discovered this early on after living there for a month or two. One weekend we went to a little town in Northern Arizona to get away from the heat...it was only 92 in the daytime, instead of 115, and went down to 69 at night. Even the water from the tap was cool...not cold mind you...but at least cool.
There were a few pines and mountains which is a change from the flat around Chandler which is near Phoenix and is flat, flat, flat.... Anyway we went out to dinner the first night we were in Payson. I noticed on the door was a sign warning to not carry a weapon inside. Since neither of us had ever seen such a sign we decided it must be on all restaurants in Arizona. But then as we drove back to the motel, I looked at the numerous fast food places...every fast food place I had ever seen was present within the space of two blocks...(except In-n-out) Anyway, none of them had the special sign.
It wasn't until the next night when we went to get a burger we figured out how the law must work. The burger place had a small bar area in the corner of the establishment. And there again was the sign...no firearms. I came to the conclusion that any place where they serve alcohol you are not allowed to carry a loaded firearm...into the establishment. (See photo above)
We recently discovered the State of Arizona has a state gun...the Colt 45. An interesting and cool fact I thought, until I went into Wall-mart and saw a young man with a gun strapped to his hip in the check out line.
It was out there for everyone to see, so it wasn't a concealed weapon. (I wanted to get a concealed carry license for my Glock, here in Arizona, but guess it's okay if I just wear it hanging from my purse.) I know you need a permit to carry a concealed weapon, like in a shoulder holster under your coat...but this was in the open! so it was okay !
I mentioned the semantics to Patrick..."It wasn't concealed...it was right out there in the open like when we were on a train in Italy and a bunch of guys came on with Uzi's over their shoulders." That experience was intimidating and a bit scary. But then again the military men were in uniform and you knew they had at least trained to use their weapon, quite different from feeling confident about a dad shopping with two little kids in the cart looking for bread and bananas packing a gun on his hip!
After we got home that night our son Patrick called and shared an article he read about a guy in Chandler who shot his penis by having his gun in his waist band in Fry's groceries...the same store where we shop...I'm not sure if I would offer first aid help to a guy so stupid he didn't have on the safety...but most likely my nurse self would take over...Or maybe NOT!
After seeing the Wallmart packin' dad, I thought...what if a guy was drinking at a bar without his gun...then went down the street to Safeway fully drunk...but there he could have his gun! Maybe that's what happened to the guy in Fry's
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