Stupid Ticket and a Grass Fire

First, a funny...I got a stupid ticket today. Ugh!!! I am so bad about speeding. And was I out to do a really important errand so that I could justify my speeding?? Nope, we were out for a drive to see the burned field (more on that in a bit) and we went to grab lunch. Because I was SO ready to be out of the house. Plus, I have a small window were the girls will sit quietly or sleep in the car, then it is screamsville.

The officer was super nice. He informed me that he pulled me over for speeding. He went on to ask how fast the speed limit is and how fast I was driving. I did answer the first question correctly, but I don't think I got bonus points for it. He asked me if I was in a hurry to get somewhere. I can never think fast enough. I should have said, "Yes, as a matter of fact, Officer, we were just going to grab some lunch. These 6 week old twin girls in the back will start screaming at any minute and since this is the first time I have been out driving since they have been born, well, yes, you could say I am in a little bit of a hurry." But no. Then Olivia really started crying so Zachary jumps into the back to hold her bottle. He thanks me for my courtesy as he handed me my ticket and I thanked him...THANKED HIM for costing me over $200. I know, I know, I am the one who did it...whatever. I know better than to go 53 in a 35.

It's a wonder I don't get more tickets. I have been lucky only to get a couple in the past few years. There was one year that I got like 4 speeding tickets, plus 3 more warnings. I do love to speed. I usually go around 20 over. Sometimes I can get out of them but not very often. I was pulled over when I was pregnant a couple of months ago. I made a huge show of reaching across my belly to get my insurance card from the glove box. She let me go. Then there was the time when I blubbered to the guy that my husband had just left me for another woman and God only knows what else I said. He let me go really quick like with a muttered "you drive safe now, Ma'am." Then, THEN, there was the time when I was speeding, had no insurance, my driver's license was expired and had the wrong address on it and he let me GO, people! Ahhh...the stories I could write about all my pull-overs.

I'll have to blog about the grass fire tomorrow...or another day

Sara