Criminal

October 4, 2010
I am terribly embarrassed posting this picture and hoping my boss doesn't stumble upon it because I just might get fired. Something about the media coordinator for the injury program just doesn't seem to fit quite right with this picture.

I got pulled over today for speeding. The first time ever in my entire life.

And I got a ticket.

I should have known better. The cops always hide in the same place, behind the church. I knew I was busted before the lights even came on and I saw the copper flip a U-turn. It was humiliating to say the least. Not to mention loads of fun trying to explain to Pearl what was happening and praying she stopped screaming. Oh and for Cole to stop fussing because he was in need of a serious diaper change. Apparently the yelling back and forth with Pearl was more of a distraction than I realized because he clocked me going 12 over the speed limit. Luckily it wasn't in a construction or school zone. When he asked me how fast I was going I told him what I thought was the honest truth, which would have put me about 7 over the speed limit. I think he felt sorry for me with two crying kids in the back seat and a clean record up until now.

But he still handed me over a citation... why do they call them that? To make you feel better?! Being a rookie at breaking the law he had to explain to me who to call and how to pay. I tried to not cry. I could feel it was going to be the start of a horrible, no-good, very bad week.

Then Pearl's persistent "Mommy is in trouble... the fire-policeman got mad at you... you were going too fast..." began. And it didn't stop when we got home. I fessed up to Jeff that we would now be owing the county $90 and he wouldn't let up with the "mommy needs a timeout because she was bad" routine either.

It really sucked. I felt horrible. And I'm NEVER going to speed again!