Oh Man!

This picture accurately displays what I remember about the incident. A flash of lights, a shiny cycle, a faceless man and a moment of ugliness.

Yes. I got a ticket. Did I deserve it? Possibly. It's just that I was late for girl's night and was on some dumb road too far away from where I was headed and...either way, I broke the law and must suffer the consequence. Which in this case means cough up $177 or $133 and 4 hours in a class for other felons like myself. (Okay, so I'm not a felon but it felt like it).

Not only did the Ensign NOT save me this time, I also had the bad fortune of not having my insurance card with me. SHEESH. Double bad.

And quite honestly, I may go to jail after someone catches me using this copyrighted photo. Here I'll give credit. It's from fotosearch.com. Or you can get it straight from google images like I did. See, no jail time required.

For the record. I have been pulled over only 4 times in my 14 years as a conscientous and safe driver. I received tickets only 2 of of those times. Neither ticket was for heinous crimes...just a smidge of speeding. I am obviously all about full disclosure here. Don't judge. Maybe you've never even been pulled over...but don't get a big head. Maybe you've killed more bugs or let a door crash behind you in front of a little grandma or something equally wicked. We all have our stuff.

On the bright side, once I got to girls night...it was a splendid success. 24 hours of nothing but fun...punctuated with me occassionally remembering and lamenting that I got a ticket. Luckily my girls night friend happens to be a therapist and was willing to let me process my crime and its consequences all through our time together. Therapists make the best of friends!

More later. Big things to tell you people. Just a hint...new job, new house, new ward...

Tagged by Anna-6 Random Things...

Alright Anna...never say never.

1. I, like Anna, am a regular flosser. Running out of floss is a major problem. I have decided I should call Glide (my favorite floss brand) and ask them to start making the last little bit of floss a different color, to indicate to the religious flosser that it's time to buy more. Nothing like running out with only 1.3 inches in your hand. That's the worst.
2. I won the big wheel race in preschool on the last day of school. I remember coming around the last curve on my Strawberry Shortcake machine 'o power and thinking something akin to "die suckers!" when I knew I was going to win. I have remained a little competetive since.
3. Foods I do not like: mushrooms (look like eels-sick texture), olives (fun to play with but not so great to eat), and cheesecake (again, a texture thing).
4. I love getting up early. I don't often go to bed early so sometimes getting up early is not so fun, but I love waking up and exercising and doing errands before most people are awake. Feels like I'm getting a head start...must be tied into my competetive nature.
5. I love water. I'm convinced Gilbert water is toxic and drink only store-bought water...but even still, I enjoy being well hydrated.
6. I wish I were an artist. I am not. My therapy kids laugh at even my stick figure drawings. I am practiced in only a few items...stars, palm trees, and turtles.

I love...

dipping apples in organic peanut butter. best treat ever.

that i have a green stuffed frog in my office as a legitimate "work implement"

having my hair played with

getting inspirational texts from Rufio, my life coach

"interpretive dance"-style swimming

good hugs

hearing "i love you" at the end of a phone call, except for when i accidentally say it to co-workers or AT&T customer service representatives...

the way kids talk

making a mistake and not getting in big trouble

when kids in therapy choose any game other than jenga. i'm pretty much burnt on on jenga. candyland burnout is not too far behind.

my new phone. yes, lindsay-you were right. it's amazing. thanks for being forceful with me.

sleeping in a big, warm bed (preferrably w/ flannel though this is now the "off-season"...)

having a week off of work to go home...missing a week of AZ heat in july-lucky!

the feeling i feel after having a great run

loving and being loved by amazing people