Monday, February 28, 2011

Ummm...I don't want to be disrepectful but...

So this Sunday we made a run to BJs Warehouse for some tissues. The entire family is sick with a cold. Tissues were needed. So were hot wings, but for an entirely different reason. A huge chunk of cash later we were headed home. I'm driving down a street I lived on briefly, a street my sister lives on and I've driven down like 9 bazillion times. I know the street, is all I'm saying. We pass a funeral. And suddenly there are blue flashers in my rearview. Why would this lovely police officer pull me over? I know I wasn't speeding, I slowed down especially for the funeral! Anyway, the very nice officer comes up to my window and states that she pulled me over because I did not stop at the stop sign at Ohio and Park. First, I'm confused because I don't recall a stop sign anywhere on this particular stretch of street. And if there had been a stop sign I know I stopped at it! But apparently I didn't, and it couldn't even be considered a California stop. I'm confused and my brain is spinning while she's asking if my van is registered to me. Yes. Do you have your license and registration. Well yes, but the license is in the back of the van, I can get it if you like. No, too much of a hassle. Name. Date of birth. She'll be right back. Ok. She saunters to her cruiser and I look at my husband with a very puzzled look. He's equally as puzzled. The nice officer comes back and says she's just going to give me a warning. Make sure that I come to a complete stop at all stop signs. Yes ma'am. Thank you ma'am. Have a nice evening.

I was tempted to turn the corner and go back to see if there was a stop sign, but don't want to risk the chance of running it again! So we go on home. And I call my sister and she thinks that possibly "The Emperor's New Stop Sign" is out. The hubs looks up a map online and as it turns out Park runs PARALLEL to Ohio!


Today I drove that stretch of road again. Careful to be on the lookout for the invisible stop sign at the invisible corner. I mean really...I don't want to be disrespectful, but was she just checking me out?

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Funny

Sadly, I realized that in general I am not funny. I so want to be. However, I am only accidentally funny. This ultimately was brought to my attention my sophomore year of college. A group of us were hanging out, and honestly, I don't even recall the conversation, but I blurted out "party til she looks drunk" Wherein suddenly the room got very quiet as everyone processed my blunder and then laughed uproariously at me. A couple weeks ago, my sister and I were in Walmart and I was showing her these "new" (finger)nail stickers. There are 16 in a pack. I exclaimed "can you believe this?! They only give you 16 and you have 20 fingers!" Mind you...I'd had this thought 2 days earlier when I saw them by myself. And in that 2 days, I didn't rationalize that out. My sister meanwhile looked at me quizzically and said "how many fingers do you have?" and then laughed hysterically at me. *sigh* Well, at least I've got some amount of funny in me. I guess that counts for something.