{Trouble with the Law...}

Well. It happened. My first infringement of the law [that I was called out on....... :) ]. I got pulled over for the first time in my life. I know that may be difficult for many of you to believe, especially those of you who knew me/drove in my car during my high school years [the truth comes out, mom & dad....]. Apparently I didn't stop at a stop sign. I have no idea what that old cranky man was talking about - I couldn't really understand him with his accent.

He asked for my license and registration so I handed him my license and started to quickly shuffle through that mess of papers in the glove department.

Wow - I had no idea what the registration looked like. I asked with my shaking voice what the registration looked like he said, "Are you serious? You don't know what your registration looks like?" Ok I'm an idiot..... "Sorry! I've never been pulled over before - I've married into this car and have never needed to look at the registration!.......is it this one?" "no..." "this one..." "no...." "this one.." "no...." "this one?" "no...but give it to me anyways........"

He then walked over to his vehicle which was parked right next to me and I could see him looking up my information or whatever. He also left his door open so I can hear his radio going off. Some woman over the radio said "Some kid at Budge Hall pulled the fire alarm...we need people over there." he quickly finished up, wrote down my plate info and handed me my stuff while saying, "I have to go, so you're getting off with a warning, don't miss those stop signs!" And then he jumped in his car and drove off.

Crazy! Thank you stupid freshman at Heleman halls who pulled the fire alarm - saved my bank account and my driving record! You're the best! I was terrified though - I thought I would cry the first time I got pulled over, I didn't. I was just in complete shock.

My favorite story with me having a run in with the cops happened back during my senior year of high school, I believe. I was driving home from marching band practice and I had my friend, Megan, in the car with me. We got to a red light and in the other lane was a police car. I got a little nervous and said, "Oh boy, I better drive nice!" and then Megan said, "I think that cop is checking you out, Heidi...." I look over and sure enough he was. But that wasn't going to fool me. When the light turned green I eased away slowly while he took off quite quickly. I thought to myself, well, if he's going that fast, I can too! So I caught up to him and we eventually started racing down the street [Louetta, for those of you from Spring]! The speed limit is 40 on that road and I was about 65ish.. not too bad, but definitely ticket worthy. We came up to a stop light and we both stopped. The cop looked over at me, winked, and waved goodbye as he turned onto another street. Good times. I was also in shock here - but a different shock.

Anyways. The point of this post is to say that......Well, I don't believe there's a super important moral lesson I'm trying to get across. I mean, with the first story I don't even know what I got pulled over for....so, how am I supposed to correct "bad" behavior if I don't know what it is? And the second story shows me completely breaking the law, knowing full well that i'm doing it, and I get a wink and smile in return. I guess this post doesn't teach anything good at all.

Obey the law.