Yesterday, I took a drive up to Lynchburg, VA.
It was well worth the trip.
I’ve been trying to get up there for several months. Once a month my ‘unit’ of Creative Memories has a unit meeting. I think it’s a good idea for me to show my face at those every once in awhile. I know my upline is a terribly busy lady, and I still think she’s great… but I do feel like I’m out-of-sight, out-of-mind with her. Not only that, but I really needed to stop by Liberty. I hadnt seen DeMoss since it was done done, the whole grand atrium thing (which is the bluest blue I’ve ever seen) and the new computer lab. I also desperately needed to visit with Dr. Troxel, my advisor, favorite professor and the guy that married us. And, because I really do miss my old job (or maybe just the people I worked with), I brought cupcakes to the Techs and Admins (well, I guess it was just the Admins…). Though I’ve never had a bad boss, Phil is definitely one of my favorites. He makes me laugh (not that that’s hard to do) and he appreciates me. And he also geniunely wants whats best for me. I like that he cares, even though he totally doesnt have to.
So, after catching up with them and Dr. T, I went and had dinner with my good friend Dave and his girlfriend at Shakers. I I was all set to just get chicken fingers… cause I missed them so much… but then I saw they brought back potato skins, so I had to get the sampler platter (which we all know, I’ll only eat half of). Lucky for me, Dave paid. Out of all his girlfriends, she’s my favorite. She was very pleasant and easy to get along with. She picked on Dave, so I immediately joined in and we created a nice little bond. I was happy that she wasnt intimidated by me, or my friendship with Dave. Hopefully he’ll keep her around for awhile.
So, after dinner, I went to the meeting. My upline, Debbie was glad to see me. I had left her a message the day before, asking for a pack of stickers that someone wanted from me, but I didnt have in stock. She brought them, and gave it to me for driving up. Yay! Then, they did drawings during the meeting, and I won a very nice glasses case with the CM logo on it. (which is pretty ironic, considering I might have to get glasses. but that’s for another day).
So, like I said, it was well worth the drive.
Then I drove home. The best part of the drive was a new CD I had to listen to. A few weeks ago, when I had met up with Nick and Kelli, I gave Nick an old cassette tape of mine. He converted it to a CD, because he’s just cool like that. It was The Party. Let me help you understand something here… I LOVED The Party. They came out around the same time as New Kids on the Block… and though I was a bit (okay, overly) obsessive with NKOTB… it was a much more serious passion for The Party. They were mine. Not nearly as popular, but just as catchy. So, I listened to their CD on the drive home… and it was wonderful. The best part? I didnt have to flip the tape over. Amazingly, I knew ALL the words, still. My funny little brain. Cant remember the end to a movie I watched the other day, but has no problem recalling all the words to songs I havent heard in 10 years.
Then I got pulled over. Oopsie. I’ve never been pulled over before, so this was a new and interesting experience for me. I wonder how long his lights were flashing before I noticed. I was bopping along to my music, which was so loud I certainly didnt hear his sirens… and at some point I realized blue flashing lights behind me. Took me awhile to comprehend he was flashing his lights at me. So, I slowed down, and pulled to the side. Then I remembered to put my lap belt on. Good for me. I waited for awhile, prayed that he was pulling me over for a tail light out and waited for him to knock on my window. He asked for my drivers license and registration, just like on TV. And just like on TV… I had them both easily accessable. He told me I was going 70 in a 55 and asked if I had a reason why. I was honest and just told him I was trying to get home. He went back to his car and came back and said he’d give me a warning this time, but I should really be careful. Yay! I dunno if it’s cause I’m cute, or cause he could totally see down my shirt from his angle, or because he was a nice guy. Whatever the reason, I didnt get a ticket! It’s a good thing he pulled me over then and not two songs before, because I’m sure I was doing 80. The music slowed down, and luckily, so did I. However, I didnt go over 60 for the rest of the trip home.
I dunno if I’ll be telling The Steve about that one. Getting pulled over and NOT getting a ticket is just the kind of thing he’d be overly pissed about. He’s already telling me how to drive, I really dont need him watching my speedometer too.
I will be watching my speed more now… at least I say that now. But it was interesting that going 10 miles less the rest of the way, and I still made the same time.
