12/29/08

hope everyone had a great holiday.

christmas

kwanzaa

chahnukka or however you spell it…

whatever you celebrate around this time of year, hope your time with family and friends was happy and blessed.

in the scheme of things my holidays so far have been decent. nothing to complain about as far as the holidays go. good company, good gifts, good memories.

it’s the junk that has polluted the holidays that is turning me glum during this otherwise festive time of year.

for one i have been so busy i haven’t even had time to play with the toys i got for christmas. (a wii, a new digital camera, a garmin, etc.) i haven’t even had time to set up the new end table i got.

i have had time to take the tree down, though. and rearrange the furniture per Ms TT’s suggestions. i moved the desk to the nook in the living room so it wasn’t taking up space in my dining/living room. it fits like it was made for this space so i am happy about that. thanks for the helpful suggestion Ms TT.

but between christmas at 54 different places; trying to find time to do a small christmas celebration with just chewie, isaiah, and i; the rehearsal dinner, reception hall set-up, and wedding of chewie’s cousin/best friend; the final week of fantasy football; etc….i haven’t had time to write on here, or note much. i have wednesday through sunday off this week though, so i suspect perhaps i will get caught up.

anyway, i got a damn speeding ticket the other night on the way home from the middle of nowhere after we got the reception hall set up the night before chewie’s cousin’s wedding. it was easily an hour car ride. i was TRYING to use my new garmin for assistance but having not had the chance to properly set it up, it wasn’t very effective. needless to say, i was in the process of missing an exit.

and amidst the fog and on the quiet of the country roads, i dodged over to the right to make the exit.

well, well.

mr. cop saw me.

and of course pulled me over and said i was driving like i was racing.

yeah, racing myself – since i had bene driving for over twenty minutes and not seen a single car on the road. in either direction.

racing.

yeah.

or maybe just lost and about to miss my exit.

but then he asked if my address on my license was current. i said no. still never changed it from when we mooved.

shit.

that’s violation numero dos.

then, he proceeded to inform me my tabs/registration had expired.

what???

they always send a little post card in the mail a month before they expire so you can renew them in a timely manner.

never got it.

violation numero tres.

and i didn’t use my turn signal.

of course i didn’t. i almost missed my turn!

violation numero quatro.

so the kind officer proceedes back to the squad car to run all the info.

he promptly writes out a little ticket and delivers it to my door.

then he asked who owned the car.

i said that i did.

he said it said a company owned it.

something called car daddy’s or something.

according to him, violation numero cinqo.

what? the effing dealership i bought the car from last january never transferred the title. even though upon looking over the paperwork after the fact, i discovered i had been charged for this process to take place.

but it certainly explains why i never received the renewal notification.

i guess i don’t own the car.

i just pay for it.

yay.

so i go home and pull the paperwork i have on the car. it’s a receipt that documents the transactions and the different costs and the agreement between myself and the dealership. it lists the vin number and the license plate number – all that match up with my vehicle.

so i try to call the 3 different numbers listed on the invoice. and whadduya know.

all three numbers have been disconnected.

call directory assistance. no numbers.

visit the website.

not in service anymore.

and the fan.fucking.tastic thing about the whole ordeal is that i can’t get updated tabs for my car because i am not the owner.

and the owner ceases to exist.

how do i know i can’t get the tabs? well because i spent the better part of the day today at the most amazing place on earth: the dmv.

i love that place.

it makes me so happy.

the really neat lady at the counter told me if the owner had written a note stating i could purchase the tabs, that would work.

what? a note?

k, be right back in 3 minutes with a note.

well.

then she realized the owner of the car was a company so that wasn’t gonna work.

needed to be the registered owner.

i waited in another line for possible 4 hours. or 2 hours. i can’t decide which.

and i updated my driver’s license to the new address.

at least something productive came out of my trip to the dmv.

so.

i guess i can’t really drive.

legally anyway.

i know a lot of people drive with expired registration. but a lot of people don’t have the record i do. the book full of infractions and violations i have. i don’t have a file anymore. i have a damn cabinet drawer for all my shit.

so, even if i am being overly cautious, i just really shouldn’t drive. that car anyway.

not quite sure how i am going to rectify this situation. but the cop only nailed me for speeding…he was such a kind and sweet gentleman that he forgave me for all the other violations.

so it’s not like i have to justify this in court. i have a pretty decent excuse.

but then, tonight, isaiah shared another one of his little gems…

he told us that he showed mommy our house when they drove by before. i asked how many times they drove by before.

he says they do it a lot.

i asked why they don’t ever come in and say hi to us. he says his mom doesn’t like us. she just wants to see.

nice.

i knew i had a stalker.

i just didn’t have any proof.

i aksed if troy was ever with them.

isaiah said no. cuz mommy said troy would get mad.