As I was driving to a gymnastics meet in Pottsville, PA, a 4 1/2 hour ride, Grandma and Julia passed the time playing games. They played the alphabet game, finding an "a" then a "b" and so on.
They played the "A" my name is Annabelle and my husband's name is Andrew. . . game. And they played ,"the point game," more accurately "the pointless game." They received a point for being the first to spot a clothesline, an animal, a flag, an out-of-state license plate Each find was worth one point, except for police cars, which were worth 10 points. It was a pretty nice trip. We stayed with my cousin Ed and his wife Marcia for two nights.
The gymnastics meet was fun, but then it was time to go home. It was an exhausting trip and I had 4 1/2 hours of driving ahead of me. Julia fell asleep right away and my mother was dosing in the front seat. I had to stay awake and alert.
After two or three hours the road just seemed to be never-ending and unconsciously I drove faster and faster, until I passed a state trooper hiding on the right hand side.
I was caught in his trap and I knew it. So I pulled over to the side of the road, the flashing lights right behind me. This was my first ticket in over 15 years. Darn it!
My mother is fairly deaf. She misses a lot of things that are said. But did she miss the policeman telling me the speed at which I was traveling? Oh no. She heard that loud and clear.
Anyway, the trooper took his time writing the ticket. I commented to Grandma that I was glad that Julia was sleeping through this. But that was short-lived. She awoke to find a policeman right at the window handing me the ticket.
And what did Julia say but, "On the positive side of things, I get 10 points for the police car."
The gymnastics meet was fun, but then it was time to go home. It was an exhausting trip and I had 4 1/2 hours of driving ahead of me. Julia fell asleep right away and my mother was dosing in the front seat. I had to stay awake and alert.
After two or three hours the road just seemed to be never-ending and unconsciously I drove faster and faster, until I passed a state trooper hiding on the right hand side.
I was caught in his trap and I knew it. So I pulled over to the side of the road, the flashing lights right behind me. This was my first ticket in over 15 years. Darn it!
My mother is fairly deaf. She misses a lot of things that are said. But did she miss the policeman telling me the speed at which I was traveling? Oh no. She heard that loud and clear.
Anyway, the trooper took his time writing the ticket. I commented to Grandma that I was glad that Julia was sleeping through this. But that was short-lived. She awoke to find a policeman right at the window handing me the ticket.
And what did Julia say but, "On the positive side of things, I get 10 points for the police car."
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