{"id":155,"date":"2009-10-20T00:08:59","date_gmt":"2009-10-20T00:08:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/planetsweetpea.com\/blog\/?p=155"},"modified":"2009-12-01T13:45:48","modified_gmt":"2009-12-01T21:45:48","slug":"lady-i-dont-know-if-you-are-telling-the-truth-and-i-should-give-you-a-ticket-but-thats-the-best","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/janbrehm.com\/blog\/lady-i-dont-know-if-you-are-telling-the-truth-and-i-should-give-you-a-ticket-but-thats-the-best\/","title":{"rendered":"&#8220;Lady, I Don&#8217;t Know if You Are Telling the Truth and I Should Give You a Ticket But That&#8217;s the Best&#8230;&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>As my daughter recently celebrated her 28th birthday, I was recalling the day of her 11th birthday and the &#8216;This is my how I got out of a speeding ticket story&#8217;.<\/p>\n<p>I had been on the road performing in several states for a month or so leaving my two daughters behind with a nanny. The &#8216;guilty mom complex&#8217; was incessantly nibbling at my\u00a0gray matter and \u00a0trying to invade my already weighty heart.<\/p>\n<p>I was home for one day and fortunately right on my eldest daughter&#8217;s birthday! Just coming in from the East Coast, I was to leave the next day\u00a0for LA. I just had enough time to pick up a cake and make it to my daughter&#8217;s classroom for a little birthday celebration.<br \/>\n<!--more--><\/p>\n<p>Somewhere between the bakery and the classroom I realized I did not have my suitcase which had all the equipment I needed for the stage presentation. This was not something that could be easily replaced and there was no way I could perform without it. I\u00a0began to hyperventilate with gusto\u00a0and because I was &#8216;PMS-ing&#8217;, I broke out into the chorus from Oklahoma. This did not help.<\/p>\n<p>Leaving the school with a half eaten cake on the seat next to me and with a pulse of 250 I tore up the road\u00a0careening the hi-ways and bi-ways in efforts to \u00a0retrace my steps to find my suitcase. Picture then, \u00a0the lights, siren and a really cute cop I must say&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>It was all I could handle and as the officer asked\u00a0for my licence and registration, \u00a0I burst out crying (verbatim), &#8220;I&#8217;m an actress and I have to be on stage in LA tomorrow and I lost my suitcase and it has this thing I need cause I don&#8217;t have the whole show memorized and it&#8217;s my daughters birthday and I just made it in time&#8230;here&#8217;s the cake and \u00a0I&#8217;m only home for one day and they have to have a nanny and&#8230;&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>The really cute cop says, &#8220;Lady, I Don&#8217;t Know if You Are Telling the Truth and I Should Give You a Ticket But That&#8217;s the Best Story I Have Ever Heard and I&#8217;m Gonna Let You Go&#8221; I Hope You Find What You Are Looking For&#8230;&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Gratitude replaced my madness and at the same time I was trying to figure out how to give him my phone number or get his!<\/p>\n<p>I did find my suitcase as someone had found it in the middle of the road. I guess I had\u00a0forgotten to put it in the trunk, left it behind the car,\u00a0backed up and pushed it into the road. A very nice man got an unexpected tip that day and I with much relief enjoyed the rest of the evening with my daughters assuaging the &#8216;mommy guilt&#8217; for one more day.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As my daughter recently celebrated her 28th birthday, I was recalling the day of her 11th birthday and the &#8216;This is my how I got out of a speeding ticket story&#8217;. I had been on the road performing in several states for a month or so leaving my two daughters behind with a nanny. 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