What a Drive

My dealings with the police department has been limited to the stealing of power from our home and Nathan's speeding tickets (yes that is plural). Friday after going to the temple open house, Mom and I decided to stick around while everybody else headed back to Poky in my van. We went to a couple of stores and then slowly started home.
We were almost to the Chubbuck exit when I see flashing lights in the rear view mirror. I start panicking. Did the speed limit already lower to 65mph? I don't think so. Maybe it did. What else could it be? I don't think I did anything wrong.
The officer came up to the window-shined his flashlight in our innocent and extremely perplexed faces and informed me I did not use my turn signal after passing the semi. Before I passed the semi I had also swerved slightly over the white line. Why did I do it? Now I'm a pretty conscientious driver. I'm constantly getting scared as Nate swerves from one side of the lane to the other. It drives me crazy so I make a point to not drive like that. I'm also one of the few drivers in Utah that actually uses a turn signal. Now I thought hard and couldn't come up with a reason for my obviously very inattentive driving. (Later I decided I must have crossed the line when I was debating about passing the semi.)
The officer asks for license, registration, and insurance. I grab my license and my mom gets out their neatly organized holder for registration and insurance information. After commenting that she hopes the updated information is there, we only find the current registration but only the old insurance information. The officer then tells me that for not having current insurance information the driver is automatically given a $116 ticket and has their license suspended regardless of who's car they are driving. My heart drops to my toes. I'm going to loose my license for not using my turn signal once. Hello! How many people don't even know what that little knob is for?
Then he thanks us for at least wearing our seat belts, hands back my license, the registration, and outdated insurance information, and walks away. Mom and I look at each other. Are we free to go? Did he just let us off? Apparently so.
I just want to warn everybody to make sure you have your current insurance and registration in any and all vehicles. Also a warning to those living in the Pocatello area, there is at least one extremely bored police officer who doesn't appreciate people who don't drive without absolute perfection. Be ware. He is out there. He will be watching.