I confess! I did it!

 Reposted blog entry from August 9, 2007

Of course, I don't remember doing it and it was my husband that confessed that I did!

Here's the story...
I took the car over to the new house to paint.  My husband called and asked me to come bring him the keys to the van so he could move some stuff. I hop into the car and spend the ride over chatting with Asha about how we are going to see Daddy and Daniel. She's so cute calling out, "Dadi, Danda, whey!" (Daddy, Daniel, we're coming!)

I get home and we all hop into the van and head over to the new house. At the security gate, the guard tells us that someone just ran the gate at our old house without stopping. (this is a big deal) He tells us it was a white car.  My husband  says "our car is white." The guard says they only got the last three of the license plate -XXX.  My husband  says, "That's our license plate." I say, "Are you sure its ours?" Surely I didn't run past two stop signs, the guard shack, and a guard and not know it! I can't remember doing it but it had to have been me. And it better be because my husband tells the guard it was me and we head back over there.

We sit at the guard shack while security forces (Military police) and a bunch of rent-a-cops chew me out, pour over all our ID's and talk to each other and other people on their walkies or whatever. Daniel, who is never at a loss for questions, fires one after another to rub it in. "Why did we come back here? Why are we stopped here? Why can't we go? What are they doing with your ID's? Who are they talking to? What are they talking about?" etc... My husband is just sure that they are going to impound our car and cart me away to jail in hand cuffs right in front of our kids. He also reminds me that if this were another base (and not East Housing) that I could have been shot at when I didn't stop. We sit in silence for a moment and I tell him that on the bright side, the paint will be dry by the time we get back home. :) I don't think he saw the humor in it that I did though because he wasn't amused...

In the end it was just a ticket for failure to stop at a stop sign -though I think I might have really enjoyed the quiet respite of a cell for the night. :)