Renewing driver's licenses has become a huge pain now that we've got to have all these damned identifying documents. I had to get my birth certificate and marriage license to prove my existence and justify the name difference between current DL and birth certificate.
I had to do that this week. My license actually expired in February; I know bad girl. So I gathered all the stuff (been married 3 times yo!), and went and got the new license. Good till 2022 now.
The oddest part was I had my contacts in and they are mono-vision so one column was totally blurred. So I have a restriction that I can't drive without side view mirrors. I guess I shouldn't close my far eye when driving.
We don't get any notification at all. And using a DC driver's license for ID is kind of iffy ... not only are they not in compliance with the more stringent ID requirements to get one, but some people (TSA, I'm glaring at you) don't recognize DC as being a valid part of the U.S.
At least one person had a TSA security person tell them that their DC driver's license wasn't good enough to allow them to board a plane. It's actually happened at least twice that I've heard of.
In other news, I think I'll refrain from going any further south than ... Virginia, perhaps.
I went to renew registrations and realized I hadn't read the notice and needed a smog check. Got it done but, man, some years I can't help but miss Oregon's multiyear and cheap car registration.
Trader Joe's had (oh, please, don't be past tense)
Gotta love message bills. "Hm, it violates the U.S. Constitution, and our Constitution is subordinate to that, but what the hell! The taxpayers will love us spending time and money on bills that would be laughed out of the Supreme Court!"
I went to renew registrations and realized I hadn't read the notice and needed a smog check. Got it done but, man, some years I can't help but miss Oregon's multiyear and cheap car registration.
Trader Joe's had (oh, please, don't be past tense) Hatch Valley Salsa that I grabbed a jar of when I saw. It's holy mother of yum amazing. But when I was grocery shopping on Sunday, no salsa.
The guy did point me to frozen bags of partially processed (fire-roasted and chopped but not actually cooked, so they need to be brought to at least some temp, maybe 165. The bag says.) Hatch chiles. I grabbed four. He laughed and said they weren't going anywhere. Which made me paranoid so I snagged two more. I'm going to get a big chunk of pork and let them get to know each other in a slow cooker for a while.
How so delicious, Hatch Valley?
That sounds delicious, Cass. I almost bought a jar of the Hatch salsa but I was worried it would be too hot for my kids, so I opted to get the one they eat instead. sigh. Low on the list of sacrifices I make for my kids, but still....
My coworkers are on their own until Dec 4!!
There a 75% chance I'm gonna come back to a mess.
