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October 12, 2009
Things You Might Find When You’re Looking for Your Passport, Which You Can’t Recall Having Seen in at Least Three Years
* Your baptismal certificate, which reveals you were baptized in Boonville, NY, even though you’d always assumed you’d been baptized in Rome, NY.
* Your late husband’s two-dollar bill collection, which you thought you’d already spent.
* Your marriage license, which leads you to wondering if anyone might ever ask to see this thing again.
* A savings bond you do not recall being given, even though it is quite clearly in your name (further research will reveal that now is not such a great time to be cashing in bonds, at least not this one).
* A quarter from 1944.
* A Ren and Stimpy comic book, which puts the Log song in your head for the next 24 hours (“It’s better than bad, it’s good! From BLAMMO!”).
Maybe next I should go looking for my college diplomas. Haven’t seen either one of them in a while, either. (Oddly, like my marriage license, no one’s ever asked to see them.)
Posted by adrienne at October 12, 2009 07:49 PM
Comments
Did you find the passport?
Posted by: Pat at October 12, 2009 08:56 PM
Ah, Ren and Stimpy take me back to college.
Posted by: Jules at October 12, 2009 09:19 PM
I'm not going to that link!The quarter might be silver,which is increasing in value as our dollar continues to be dumped by the rest of the world and as inflation grows.As the inflation grows interest rates will follow,so the bond may pay off more then:-] .You were indeed baptized in a cute little church in Booneville:-).You are supposed to have all of these papers in a waterproof,fireproof box!Shocking!Finally,you paid an awful lot for those degrees.No one gave them to you:-) And you didn't cheat your way through:-)
Posted by: momster at October 13, 2009 10:17 AM
Pat, I did! Woo, hoo, Canada--here I come!
Jules, Oh, me too.
Momster, Indeed.
Posted by: adrienne at October 13, 2009 12:35 PM
Oh, waa. Canada. Thought you were coming to visit me.
No one's ever asked to see my marriage license, either. Which makes me ask why I had to bother getting one. I mean, if no one else cares... and yet, I have to now carry it, together with my passport and birth cert -- all these happy post-2001 security arrangements of living overseas.
Do you remember when it was cool to shrinky-dink your high school diploma and clip it to your keys? Maybe I could get away with that...
Posted by: tanita at October 13, 2009 03:15 PM
Tanita, I now totally want to shrinky-dink something. Do they have shrinky-dink anymore?
Posted by: adrienne at October 13, 2009 04:55 PM
I think we should shrinky dink our marriage licenses and diplomas and passports and, heck, how about our library cards?????
Posted by: Liz in Ink at October 14, 2009 01:04 PM
We do have those keytag library cards in Monroe County, but I'm afraid to put one on my keychain because I'm afraid it will get destroyed. It's a rough-and-tumble life for my keychain.
Posted by: adrienne at October 14, 2009 07:41 PM
I had to produce my marriage certificate when I wanted to take a parent-tot class with my baby. Years and years before, I had taken a class with the community college, and they had my maiden name in the system. They would not accept anything but a marriage certificate for the name change. Then, the person taking the information also began to tell me that since I wasn't a Seattle resident at the time I took that wretched class, I wouldn't be able to claim the in-state rate for the parent-tot class. She stopped, looked at me, and muttered that she would change the information without my having to go through that rigamarole.
Was that oversharing? It might have been oversharing. Nonetheless, there is my "The time I needed a marriage certificate" story. I think I also needed it to prove to INS that my husband and I were in fact married.
Posted by: Saints and Spinners at October 14, 2009 09:31 PM