Blue lights vs. Blue eyes.

So, I’m leaving Maggies 4th of July party last night. I get less that 3 miles from her driveway and… I get pulled over! While the blue lights were flashing behind me, I kept replaying that episode of Home Improvement in my head- the one where Jill flirts her way out of a speeding ticket.

Oh but then i remember, I’m horribly pathetic at flirting…I can’t cry on the spot, and apparently I’m a bad driver too!

Officer: Hi there.

Me: Was i speeding?

Officer: Not too bad…but you did run a red light back there.

Me: Oh, I am so sorry. I’m not from around here.

Officer: Well, it doesn’t really matter where you’re from-a red light is a red light.

Me: Yeah.

Officer: You been drinking?

Me: No sir.

Officer: Well, you’ve got you some blue eyes don’t ya? (He’s got his flashlight as bright as anything on my face…I’m pretty sure my pupils were dilating at a rapid rate.) Those are some nice eyes! Well, I’m gonna let you off this time-but you just be careful out there. Have a great night!

It was the weirdest thing! He turned from the rudest person to my soul mate or something! I’m okay with that.