Jami the Outlaw

Sigh, it's gone, all gone. My perfect driving record down the tubes. This morning, I got my first ever speeding ticket. In my own defense, I really believed that I was going the speed limit, plus, I was in a group of cars all going the same speed, but just because everyone's breaking the law doesn't make it okay. They pulled the whole lot of us over. I am mostly mad at myself. Mad that I didn't know the speed limit on a street I drive all the time. Mad that I was driving too fast. Mad that if I'd been a few cars back or a few cars up, I wouldn't have been one of the ones caught. Mad because we can't afford to spend that much money on something so stupid. And I know why it happened. Karma. I was just making fun of my mother for her speeding tickets and BAM! got one of my own. Had to be a smart-mouth . . . sigh . . . And then I write a snarky blog about bad drivers . . . .smack! Karma says ha! If you feel bad for me and want to send a dollar to help defray the costs, email me and I'll send you my address. Karma works both ways, baby.