Ok, so this may seem like a random Sherlock Holmes reference for this post but trust me.
As we all know, my birthday was Sunday. With a birthday comes certain, shall we say, responsibilities. Responsibilities like renewing the registration on your car. Let's say that a certain someone had forgotten about this until Sunday when her mother reminded her of it. I had to work on Monday (see also previous posts) and on Tuesday we were heading to the beach early and I didn't have time to do the registration but was planning on doing it Wednesday (today). So you see, I was planning on doing it as soon as I was able to fit it in my busy schedule. Anyhoos, yesterday morning I was jetting along on the highway on our way to the beach, when I notice a nice state highway patrol car sitting along the side of the road. "Hmm...I see a cop. I'd better slow down" I think to myself. "Hmm...looks like he's pulling into traffic. Huh. That's funny, seems like he must want in my lane. That's strange. I'd better get over so he can pass me. Hey, hey, look he just turned his lights on. That's funny, he turned his lights on when he was behind me. He must just want to get around me so he can go on some important patrolman type mission. Oh, wait. Now he's gesturing to me to pull off. Oh, I get it. HE'S BUSTING ME FOR SPEEDING! CRAP! CRAP! CRAP!" Now I haven't been pulled over that many times...maybe 3 in my entire 14 year driving career--not bad, not bad considering the amount of driving I do. Well, this makes 4. I gave the nice patrolman my license, registration, and insurance card. He takes my papers back to his car and runs my info. He came back and said "Do you know your tags are expired?" To which I replied, "Yes, I know. It just happened on Sunday. I turned 30. I meant to go. I'm sorry. " He responded with "Do you know that if you have expired tags we can tow your car?" WHAT?? WHAT?? No one mentioned that in driver's ed!! I panicked and said "Seriously? We're going to the beach." (Like the guy gives a care that we're going to the beach when he has to work hard all day and bust morons like me!). He then said "The plane caught you going 70 in this 60 zone." A plane?? They catch speeders with planes now?? They didn't say THAT in driver's ed either!! He ended up letting me off with a warning (picture me dancing around doing a silly little jig in the car when he said this). After he told me that he was going to let us go, I told him "Oh bless you. Can I come out there and kiss you?!" He responded "No." I said "That's probably a separate citation in addition to the rest of them, isn't it?" He said "Yes." So if you ever see Patrolman Baskerville, tell him I said hi and blow him a kiss.