Get pulled over by a cop! But let me back up and fill you in on the details.
This weekend was another crazy packed out to-the-max one! Friday noon, after Troy’s parent-teacher conferences , we zoomed out of Joplin and headed to Tulsa. We hit several fun places to treasure shop and then met up with Seth that evening. We parked our car at a Walmart, and all headed home in Seth’s truck.
Saturday morning we journeyed once again, this time to Springfield, and dropped Seth off to take his MCAT. (Check out his blog to get the scoop on it!) Troy and I went to all kinds of places hunting for bargains, (but we were continually praying for Seth all this time!!) and now have a new favorite place to acquire some awesome boutique clothing. Seth finished his testing in about six hours, (he felt really good about it) and then we merrily went on our way to Incredible Pizza. We ate a ton of yummy pizza, played some games, won 250 tickets and told Seth to pick out an incredible prize to memorialize the day. After much scrutiny, he picked out three tiny stuffed OU colored bears. They were cute…and I’m not sure why he got three…except that he could. And I like to think that it all has to do with reading The Three Little Bears when he was little.
When we returned home Saturday night, I did up Seth’s laundry and collasped into bed. Unfortunately, my war wound from surgery reared it’s ugly head, and I didn’t sleep very well, but I couldn’t let that get in the way of the next day’s adventure.
Sunday morning we went to 8:00 service then raced out of church (I missed you SS class!) to head back to Tulsa. Luckily, they hadn’t towed off our car at Walmart, and we kissed Seth good-bye and did a little more messing around in the big city.
So, you can imagine by the time we were driving back this evening, we were a little weary. Right when we drove passed the toll booth, a policeman sped rapidly up behind us and followed our bumper for quite some time until we came to an exit. He then put on his lights and we pulled over. We knew we weren’t speeding, so were quite curious (and I was a little nervous ) of what we were guilty of. He had Troy give him his license and insurance of course, but we couldn’t find our current insurance card. So… he had Troy go sit in the patrol car with him. We have an envelope that says INSURANCE CARD that we keep in our glove box, but evidently Troy just failed to exchange our current card with the old one.
Well, the policeman and Troy were behind me in the cop car, just chatting away, and poor little me was frantically looking in all the crooks and crannies trying to find our crazy card and worrying what was going on. After a few minutes, Troy comes skipping to the car (not really, but I bet he felt like it!). I guess our Pike Pass had not registered while cruising by the toll booth, but the policeman looked it up and it checked out all okay. The expired insurance card didn’t seem to bother him. And of course, Troy and him became best buds. (My husband has that effect on people for some reason).
Needless to say, our adrenaline kicked in, and we were quite alert for the rest of the trip home! I do indeed recommend this if you start nodding off at the wheel!
Anyway, it was a great weekend and I know we lived life these few days with reckless abandon!