My lead foot just got lighter today!

Today both our our kids had their annual formal dance pictures. They were at two different times, with a soccer game for our son in between. Being the overacheiver I am, I thought I could get the back yard mowed and some other things done before all of this. Giving myself 30 minutes before we had to be at the portrait studio, I came in to find our son naked on the couch playing his Nintendo DS. He'd just had a bath, and decided to just sit and play until someone told him what to wear. Typical man! I rounded up his costume, then told him to go get his dance shoes. "I don't know where they are!" "Of course", I said with unfortunately a few expletives! I found his dance bag under the far back seats of our van. "Let's go, we are already late" Where was my dear husband during this? Sitting at the dining room table using it as a work bench to fix one of his train cars! Ugh. We got in the van and I hit the road. I turned on to the street which was my distination and of course got behind someone doing 10 miles per hour under the speed limit. Fed up, I hit the accelerator and passed, right in front of a police car. I knew I was nailed! I pulled over the minute he turned around and before he turned on the lights. He chuckled at that. I admit, I am frequently guilty of road rage. It absolutely drives me insane when people drive 5-10 miles under the speed limit and obstructs traffic. Just go the speed limit already! I got the ticket, my first one in ten years. I spent the time coming home with my son telling me to slow down. "I'm not speeding!" "You must be going too fast, you're passing everyone!" he replied. Sure enough, I was creeping over the speed limit. I'll let him be my conscience since you can't teach an old dog, (me) new tricks.