I start a crime spree.

Over New Year's we went up north.  This usually means a stop at some Northern Minnesota bar/restaurant - no exception Friday, December 30, 2011 - we stopped in the Crozz Lake Zorbaz.  I know, its really Cross Lake, but Zorbaz has a sense of humor...at least they think so.

Anybloodymarylater.

We had a nosh and a beverage and headed back for the cabin. I realize that a fork

is stuck to the magnet on my Vera Bradley.

 "Huh, I stole a fork from Zorbaz" I say to the hubs, @Iambooboolala and our friend Todd who happens to be riding with us.

Hubs asks, "Really?"

Yup.

"MAMA" exclaims Boo Boo, "We need to take it back!"

"Yup.  I see the waitress running out of the restaurant after us." teases Todd.

Hubs and I shrug and we continue on...

Then Hubs sees one of these in the rear view.

We were on a road "Up North".  It was a Friday afternoon, most people were working, there is little traffic anyway - the roads look like this...

...so Hubs was speeding a bit.  He says, "Shit.  I am getting pulled over."

I open the glove compartment as he pulls over and gets out his license.  No one is saying much and I am just glad Hubs only had one Bloody Mary.   The Trooper comes up to the window and says his name and did we know he monitored us driving 65 in a 55...the twist coming that he TELLS Hubs he is just writing up a warning and wants to just run his license and we can be on our way.

Whew.

Then from the back after the cop heads back to his patrol car @Iambooboolala says....

Wait.for.it.

in a hushed tone...

"Mama, you should have just given him the fork."