HOLY FUCK THIS JUST HAPPENED TO ME (NO LIE):

OMFG. You are NOT going to believe this. So I'm sitting in the house doing photos when the dog is going NUTS. So I finally go out there to see, and there are 5 sheriffs cars out there and they are trying to get my attention.

Seems there was a Black mazda 3 stolen this morning and they just happen to be riding around and saw mine parked in the yard. My tag doesn't match the car (it came back registered to the Chevy) but I don't have the registration because transfered the tag at the dealership.

So Hurley is about to have heart attack barking at these guys and I pull out the paperwork I got from JT - they explain to me that they'll mail the registration to me because they have 45 days and they usually wait till the last minute to do it. I show them the paperwork and they thank me and take off. SHIT. I had no makeup on and stubble on my legs.

I sat there and said, " DAMN you scared the shit out of me..."

I am LAUGHING that Just-scared-the-shit-out-of-me/relieved laugh and Hurley is about to have a stroke.

JESUS CHRIST WHAT A FUCKING COINCIDENCE. Unless some drunk fuck who use to be married to me in Lancaster SC called it in cause he thought it'd be funny.