I think it might just be that filling out the paperwork was a more automatic part of getting married?

Probably so. No one notified various agencies on my behalf. Still, it's a hard expectation to break. Sister Amy still deals with people addressing her as Amy DH's-Name. She politely tells them that no one of that name lives there.

I'm trying to remember back 20 years to when I filled out all the wedding paperwork, and all I remember is giggling maniacally over how grown-up it all felt.

That's it. Next time I get hitched, I'm writing maniacal laughter into the wedding vows. Probably right after "Do you take this woman?"

I just skimmed a couple Canadian sites and they (Yukon and Saskatchewan) were very "Oh, you can call yourself by his name if you want -- it's not really a name change, there's no paperwork, and you can stop whenever you want to."

Which confuses me.

I'm writing maniacal laughter into the wedding vows

It couldn't hurt. I had to stop looking at soon-to-be-Hubby because my brain either went to "Oh, gosh, he's cute" or "I'm playing dress-up, whee!"

They asked when we got our license if I was changing my name, which required additional forms. I wasn't, so we didn't.

Plei, are you seriously attached to the idea of a dress for the wedding?

Sadly, yes. I considered skirt + top, as that's my usual deal, but at the moment, my 5'2" looks like a busty stump in separates. Ah well. Something will be found, even if I have to hum a few bars and fake it.

Stephanie, sidelying was impossible until Lily was at least a month old. It really does get easier as they get bigger. Until, you know, they get stubborn and only want to nurse that way. At which point, the ease is only physical.

Lemon laws in this state are pretty specific and really only apply to new cars. It's totally possible that the car is in decent physical condition aside from some minor issues. It's just that the minor issues eat up the cost savings of getting a $3500 car instead of a $4500 car.

It couldn't hurt. I had to stop looking at soon-to-be-Hubby because my brain either went to "Oh, gosh, he's cute" or "I'm playing dress-up, whee!"

Ok, that's going into the vows. "I'm playing dress-up, whee!" "Please, Monsignor, could you stay focused for just a few more minutes?"

It's just that the minor issues eat up the cost savings of getting a $3500 car instead of a $4500 car.

There's a song about that. I think by a local band. That became the name of another local band (Thousand Dollar Car). Ot goes something like: There's no such thing as a thousand dollar car blah blah blah if you buy one you'll find you have to fix a bunch of stuff and in the end you'll have a two-thousand dollar car. Except with rhyming and rhythm and so forth.

Needs to be adjusted for inflation, but the gist still works.

Geez, it's 1 am already. I'm a freakin' chameleon, I tell you. I've sent emails to no less than eight different women tonight (some more different than others), and I've tailored each one of them. Apparently I contain multitudes. This could be troublesome if they wind up marrying different people.

Lemon laws in this state are pretty specific and really only apply to new cars.

To me this seem just fucking stupid. I mean, there would obviously be more issues in dealing used cars and assholes trying to sell problem vehicles without properly informing the buyers than with a brand new car which is highly unlikely to have defects AND more likely to have a warranty.

Awww, Ple, I'm sorry I jerked your chain when you're having such a shitty week.

Feel free to punch me in the head anytime.

I'll bet JZ's Matron-friend will have some good ideas. She's all dressmakery.