So a couple weeks ago I was leisurely driving myself to the bus stop one morning and got a speeding ticket. But it wasn't my fault, I promise! It should be illegal for 1500 North to be 25 mph and whoever it is that posted those illegal 25 mph signs is to blame for my speeding ticket. I told the officer guy that I had just moved here and have a rare vision disorder that causes me to not see black and white road signs. Ok not really. But do you think he would've believed me?
I decided not to tell the Kyle until I found out how much the ticket would actually be for... and you know, to wait for one of his really good days to spring it on him so he was too wrapped up in loving me to be mad about the ticket. My plan was executed perfectly.
And then he sends me an email:
Kyle: So good news and bad news. Which do you want to hear first?
Kyle: You got a speeding ticket.
Kourtney: Ha! (I mean really, tell me something I don't already know)
Kyle: You are so lucky you have a pretty face. 2 speeding tickets in the first 9 months we have been married. At this rate when we hit our 50th wedding anniversary you will have received 66.6 speeding tickets. Not a good thing.
And where exactly is the good news, I wonder?