wrecks and police lights

It's been a crazy past 2 days.  I'm just going to tell you about some of it.

Friday was a typical day at school.  Musical rehearsal went until about 6:45, we shoved some dinner in our mouths, and headed to the Dessert Auction, a fundraising event that our vocal booster club puts on.  In the midst of that were these things:

-Got a call that my grandparents (dad's parents) were hit head on by a 25 yr. old.  I don't have all the details yet, but I'm sure I'll be updating you all later.  Basically, it wasn't their fault and it's a miracle that they are in the hospital still alive.

-In the middle of driving from rehearsal to the auction, a semi pulled out on main street, blocking all 4 lanes of traffic.  Nothing awesome happened with this story.  It's just the fact that I was driving and had to stop for a semi that pulled out.  He did not turn, he did not do anything.  He pulled out, sat there, and backed up.

-After this, I continued driving.  Approaching a red light, I checked in all directions, came to a slight stop, and turned right.  Police lights.  I was getting pulled over.  I was turning left into the parking lot of my destination anyway, so I figured, heck, why not get pulled over in front of all of my kids.  (side note:  this building is a library and also has a big room you can rent for banquets, dinners, etc.)  I wanted to just burst at this point.  I had enough attitude from that day to last me a lifetime and enough things to be dealing with.  He laughed and said, "You goin' to the library?"  I know why he said that.  I look young and it's a Friday night.  Rude.  I said, "No, I'm the vocal music teacher at Yukon High School and we have a Dessert Auction here tonight." "Oh, well ... did you know you rolled through that red light and didn't come to a complete stop?"  "No, I'm sorry, I didn't know."  "... Okay, well, you just be careful."  That was it.  No ticket, thank goodness.  I'm sure I would have bawled my eyes out right then and there. Anyway, I'm not arguing that red lights mean to stop.  But, how many of you come to a my-body-goes-forward-and-then-backward stop when you're turning right on red and no one is coming?  My next thought was, you could have been stopping the 25 yr. old that just wandered into oncoming traffic and hit my grandparents.  I know that thought process doesn't logically work, but it makes me feel more validated in my frustration. Oh well.

It was a late night followed by a morning of musical rehearsal and an afternoon of visiting my grandparents in the hospital.  I'm glad I got to see them and talk with them.  They're in pain so, if you think about it, keep them in your prayers.

I feel like I've said a whole lot of nothing, but I just wanted to vent and what better place to do it than the world wide web.

Goodnight