McMommy and The Cop

If there is one thing you can count on, it is that you (my readers) experience my life as it happens.
It is rare for me to pre-post something.
If I have nothing to blog about, then my blog doesn't get updated that day.


My blog wasn't supposed to get updated today.


But then I see the cop that posed with our Playgirl magazine standing in line at the deli counter this afternoon and suddenly I'm all...I'm posting.



Let's go back to the year of 2003....



I was married a year. One of my bestest friends in the world had FINALLY gotten engaged to her boyfriend of like 30 years. Or ten years. Something like that.



I threw a little engagement party for her. Our house at the time was small but it was a fun party house. But the house was so small not everyone could fit inside at once. So the guys were all playing pool inside and the girls were all on the outside deck, drinking fun beverages like wine and sangria and reminiscing about old times.



And then the conversation turned to bachelorette parties.
And to my own bachelorette party a year prior.
And to Valentino, the centerfold from the Playgirl magazine that my friends brought on our bachelorette party road trip as a joke. (the magazine, not the real Valentino of course.)


And we decided Valentino must officially be passed on to the new bride-to-be....so we brought the magazine out.

Which elicited many shrieks, screams, and howls of laughter.

And suddenly we hear someone walk up and say "What's going on here?"

And it was a cop.

Only no one was really sure he was a real cop.....

Because what if one of us had hired him as a joke? The timing with the whole Valentino thing was too perfect.

We all looked at each other and squealed with laughter even louder. Tears started streaming down my face I was laughing so hard.

As it turned out, he was a real cop.

Responding to a real call about real girls who were being real loud.

And upon hearing that, our laughter turned into hysterics.

"Yes, I'm really a cop and no, I am not a stripper."

(And yes, he really did have to say that to us.)