Welcome to another edition of Three-Thing Thursday. Before we dive in headfirst, let's pause for a soliloquy regarding the passage of time.
(High school English teacher Mrs. McD. would be so proud that I remembered the word "soliloquy" that she wouldn't mind whether I was using it correctly or not.)
Things have changed since I came along. Back then, a week lasted the equivalent of a month. These days,
If you're completely unable to follow what I am talking about, this means you're enjoying impeccably good mental health. Congratulations!
Every Thursday, I share three or more random things, and you share three or more things. Anything at all. Whatever you want.
I'll go first:
1. Today I'm driving 40 miles (one-way) to the Social Security Administration to legally change my name back to the one that was bestowed upon me at birth. This will be the very last time I make such a trip. Ever.
2. I'm taking Chesapeake Bay Mother, who originally bestowed that birth name upon me. She is uninterested in the Social Security aspect of the trip, because she wants to stop at the La-Z Boy furniture outlet, Trader Joe's, Best Buy, Target and Golden Corral. Help.
3a. Have I mentioned that when Chesapeake Bay Mother is turned loose in a store (which is rarely since we live in the hinterlands), she runs off and disappears, never to be found again? Then I spend my entire once-a-year shopping experience not shopping but searching for my mother, who wonders what all the fuss is when she finally comes out from her hiding place. (Try playing this hide-and-seek game in the The Biggest Mall Ever Built in Georgia during the Family Visit to see Middle Sister, except don't because you'll end up crying.)
3b. Did I mention I have to go to Social Security? The only thing worse is the Division of Motor Vehicles (DMV).
3.c. But wait! Tomorrow I must go to the DMV for another new license. It's another new license because my old one expired three weeks ago, so off I went to have it renewed. However, the paperwork to change my name had not arrived prior to the expiration date on the old license. So now I have the privilege of repeating the whole DMV experience. Yay! Oh, what a joyous occasion this is going to be.
Now it's your turn. Tell me three things, tell me more than three things. Tell me anything that will make me laugh after returning from a day trip to