Well, today was a very eventful day. It started off like any other Sunday...
We we to church, went to my Grandmother's for lunch and headed home. It was a good day, until...
Our drive home.
Have any of you ever been to the wonderful town of Greenland? This is a town I have driven through every day for the last ten years and never had an encounter with one of their famous police men... until today.
I was driving down 71 and turned right at the stop light, and then "rolled" through the stop sign and headed down the road. As soon as I saw the blue lights I thought, gosh I haven't done anything wrong, maybe he's not after me. Well, I was wrong!
"Hello ma'am. Do you know why I stopped you?"
"No sir."
"You failed to come to a complete stop at the stop sign by the railroad tracks."
"Are you kidding me? Sir, I'm usually very good about stopping there. I can't believe I did that!"
"Well, if you don't believe me, I can show you the video."
"No thanks, I believe you. That just really stinks."
A few minutes later he comes back with a slip of paper, and he whole time I'm watching his every move in my rear view mirror. I'm really hoping for a warning at this point.
"Ma'am, I'm sorry but I'm going to have to issue you a citation."
"Awwww man! Are you sure?"
"Yes. If the ticket is more than you can afford, we would be happy to set up a payment plan."
Well, gee buddy thanks! That's awfully nice of you!
Anyway, that's my evening.
I have a feeling I will not be the least bit productive tonight. I was going to do laundry, clean a little bit and change some sheets, but now I'm just bummed out! I haven't gotten a ticket since high school, and I've managed to get out of several stops with a warning. I guess I've lost my touch! ;-)
The only good thing about this situation, was that my children received a good lesson.
Amos: Mom, why did that bad police man give you a ticket? He's not nice.
Me: Honey, I have to obey the traffic laws and I didn't, so mommy has a consequence.
Amos: What's a consequence?
Me: A TICKET!
In case you were wondering... Yes, my shirt says FHS Seniors! I know I'm a dork!
