Okay I know this blog is supposed to be about blessings but this one is about a trial. I'm hoping it turns into a blessing, but right now I'm just FURIOUS! I got a speeding ticket today. Which no big deal. I haven't had a speeding ticket in over 5 years I believe and I have been very happy about that. Today though, fate didn't smile on me. I was trying to make it to pick up my boys at a descent time. I was already late from running errands for my Mom and Dad in Galveston. (My Dad is laid up in the hospital again recovering from a new surgery). So I was already late and I was speeding. So when the police man pulled me over I didn't have a problem with it. I was ready to accept my dues. Take drivers ed. to get it removed. ya da ya da, no problemo. However, he hits me with the news that he had clocked me at 95 miles an hour! OKAY FIRST OF ALL, I would NEVER and I mean NEVER drive that fast with Lil Red in the car which he was. And SECOND, I had the cruise control on so I know for sure that I was doing only 80. And come to think of it if I go over 80 in the Saturn I don't feel very in control of my vehicle so I may go 85 to get around someone but NEVER NEVER would I go 95 EVER! I tried to calmly and respectfully explain this the police officer but of course he didn't think he was capable of error. "you can take it before the judge", was all I got. So I am! I probably would have fought it anyway. But that's the only way that is left to me since what he says I was doing is more than 20 miles over the speed limit. I should say that while the posted speed limit is 65 that if you do 65 you get run over or cause an accident. Anyways this was my rant today that I needed to let off steam, so I'm counting my blessing that I have this outlet for my emotions since I couldn't exactly take a bopper bat to the policeman's head, because even though it wouldn't hurt him, it might be construed as intent to do harm. Sigh! What I wouldn't get to see him in a room full of junior high kids with dodge balls.