Busted

I played pat-a-cake with Ben and read stories to Alia today while I got my car inspected (Big O Tires is only two blocks away). Ben laughed his head off when I would pat his hands together. It was so dang cute. And I always love reading to Alia! Playing with the grandkids was just the thing I needed to get my mind off of my criminal past. I got busted yesterday....


my car was illegal. When Audrey and I were going to Salt Lake to meet Amie, I had a cop following me, or rather, tailgating me. He turned his lights on me and I soon found myself along the side of the road with him approaching my window. He asked "do you know why I pulled you over? I said, "was I speeding?". He said "were you?" I said "NO!" (because I knew I wasn't). He said "you're right. I pulled you over because your license plate is expired." I had no idea! I was quite embarrassed. I hadn't even paid attention and I had never received a registration notice in the mail. It was a month overdue, but the kind officer just reminded me to get it done and sent me on my way. Whooo...sigh of relief! So, first thing this morning I took care of my illegal car and my life of crime ended.