So last Wednesday we went and spent a lovely day at Legoland with lovely friends. It was nice, it was fabulous, it was a long day. :)
We get home, ready to fall into a shower and some dinner.. (or maybe the other way around) and what am I greeted with?? The fine fine rent-a-cops here at Lincoln Property Management (the people who own our housing) left me a ticket on Daniel's car.
I quickly check the tags, nope I'm current. Flat tire? Nope, so it's not a disabled vehicle. No red curbs.. no "no parking" signs. I grab the "ticket" and quickly scan to the reason of my infraction.
Apparently my high crime is I have a criminally DIRTY car. Yes, the fine"pretend police" (as my kids call them) ticketed me for having a dirty car.
Now to make this story even MORE delightful. I go to unlock the door to my house and there is a notice on my front door from Lincoln that states that due to the current water shortage here in sunny California, I am NOT ALLOWED TO WASH MY CAR!
Squeaky Fromme is back on the street, but I'm getting written up for a overly dusty vehicle..