week 6: being pulled over

This weekend my mom flew into town from Arizona. I went to go pick her up from the airport that night, exhausted from cleaning because I knew she would be nagging me about how messy my room is. I had even vacuumed out my car and put in a brand new air freshener. Once I had picked her up I was showered with relief when her first comment was, "It looks good in here." But, that relief quickly went away when I remembered what a backseat driver she is. Every 10 seconds I heard comments to the tune of, "Slow down." or "Did you even check your blind spot?" To which I always calmly asked her to please stop talking.(She never did.)   The drive from John Wayne Airport to Huntington Beach is a pretty short one, except for when you and your passenger are both tense and nagging each other. We had almost made it home when we got to a big intersection that came over a hill and curved in the middle. It seemed like the lane next to me ended there, so I thought that once across the intersection I would drive straight into the middle lane. That was not the case though and the second we made it across the intersection I saw blue and red flashing lights behind me. I instantly panicked because I had never been pulled over before. My mom started laughing hysterically and I got over to the side. A cute young officer came to my window and asked for my license and registration. I handed him both and my mom of course chimed in. "Hi officer, i'm her mother, i'm sorry she hasn't been driving too long and she's not very good at it." He laughed and admitted he thought he'd be pulling over a drunk driver not a little girl and her mom. Luckily he let me go without a ticket and told me not to almost hit any other officers. I was mortified but glad my mom was there to help me handle it. I doubt i'll ever hear the end of it though.