My Sacred Life
Day 4

Well, the surprise party was a surprise! Course, I was late but that's me. Always late. Didn't so much matter in this instance, so it was all good. Pat was my best friend waaaay back in high school...so she knows me pretty well ;-)

I gave her a book, I'll Sleep When I'm Dead: The Dirty Life and Times of Warren Zevon, an imp of a BPAL fragrance, Scorpio 2007, and a 2 ml bottle of Winter 1972, not so much for the scent...more because September 1972 was when we first met, and by winter...oh my the adventures we had. She appreciated the whoopie pies, too, another blast from our teenage past :-)

I left about 7 pm-ish...and boy is it dark back in the woods of the north country! On the way home, I was going to stop at my cousin's...she lives maybe 20 minutes away. I was driving along, minding my own business, when I noticed, in my rear view mirror, blue flashing lights. Great, fine, I'm getting pulled over. Hmmm...maybe those couple rum & cokes I had weren't such a good idea! Oh, crap, do I even have my registration? Did I put the new one in the car? Crap! So I hand over my license & paperwork to the cute cop, and ask him why he'd pulled me over (for once I wasn't speeding, thank [insert diety here] for the fact it was raining. He told me that my rear right light was out. Oh, thank you! I had NO idea...lalala (didn't have a valid sticker either, cause I keep forgetting to go get it done, thank [insert diety here] that it was a NH cop and not a MA cop). He let me go, just asked me to get it fixed. No problem, officer!

I go on my happy little way...get about, oh, five minutes down the road...when I get pulled over again, this time by a state cop. We go through the rigmarole again, and I mention to him that I'd just gotten pulled over not five minutes ago. He replies, "You might get pulled over five MORE times AND the next guy might not be as nice as me...he might give you a 23 dollar ticket." Heavens no! Not that! Damn, NH is way cheaper than MA.

Finally, I make it to my cousin's house. We have a good laugh about me getting stopped twice, her hubby offers me a drink, I decline, saying, "What if I get pulled over again?" We laugh at the thought.

We visit awhile, I play with the dogs and after about an hour, I hit the road for home. I get about a mile from her house...and BAM, I get pulled over AGAIN! I tell the cop what happened, we smile at each other ironically and he lets me go.

PHEW!

Today, I cleaned, shopped, took a walk, and baked Dad an apple pie (it's not pretty but it tastes good) to go with his dinner of pork tenderloin, mashed potatoes and brussels sprouts.

How was your weekend?

Holy Crap! 3 times in one night?

That HAS to be a record!

I notice you don't mention getting the light fixed...

Haha, Michele beat me to it!!
3 times in one night......good going matey, good going!

Three times in one night? No way! That's more than I've been pulled over ever.

So, did you fix the light? ;-)

The apple pie looks delicious, by the way.

Yay for pie!
Boo for getting pulled over for a silly light!
BOO for getting pulled over THREE times for a silly light!
YAY for none of the police people getting nasty enough to actually give you a ticket.
Whew!

OK you are KIDDING that you got pulled over THREE times in one night. You are one lucky gal sister those cops must really like you!

All was well, but tonight for the dinner my house sitter didn't make it. She called to say she had a flat tire (again) and now I am a wreck thinking she may crap out on me. Everyone said not to worry between Em's family and my other neighbor they say the dogs will be okay.

I'm heartened that the roads you travel are so well patrolled. I've driven from London to Montreal (about 8-9 hours) without seeing so much as one cop. So what you're describing gives me hope that some places are better protected than my neck of the woods.

Glad it all worked out OK in the end. What a neat, different experience!

Popped by from Michele's. You always leave me smiling.

Sweet Niblets! I cannot even fathom getting stopped 3 times, I would be stressed out to the max! At least the first cop was cute, that is always a plus. :x)

Your pie looks major enticing! I love apple pie, and that picture of Pat is awesome, I love her coy look, and your whoopies look quite yummo on the table.

BTW, how is your Dad doing these days?

Your cop karma is in full force...you must be living right.

I would have freaked out after the first time!

Yikes, getting pulled over so many times would put me in a tizzy!!

The apple pie looks like a face!

I know I'm a pedantic cow, and that you really meant to spell it "deity" not "diety" (which I thought was some food avoidance thing).

LOL, Michelle's comment made me laugh out loud here.
That's a unique way to meet cops, Janet. (g)

Lol!!!

Shocking...I have an expired ticket too.

Well, thankfully, it was nowhere NEAR as exciting as yours! I think I would have given up after the FIRST cop. Ugh.