License to Wed
This morning, spiceboy and I went to get our marriage license. It was a simple, rather sterile procedure.
We sat in a dingy cubicle. We showed our picture ID's.
The marriage license lady asked if we were under the influence of alcohol or any other controlled substances.
We were not.
Next, she asked where our fathers were born. Mine was born in Beaver County, Pennsylvania. spiceboy's father was born in Rangoon, Burma.
We raised our right hands and solemnly swore that we were telling the truth about the information we had provided. Then we signed a piece of paper.
Then weleft the office, linked hands, and stepped out into the sunshiny day.
And that was that. All of the paperwork is in order. And in 50 days, we'll make it official.
We sat in a dingy cubicle. We showed our picture ID's.
The marriage license lady asked if we were under the influence of alcohol or any other controlled substances.
We were not.
Next, she asked where our fathers were born. Mine was born in Beaver County, Pennsylvania. spiceboy's father was born in Rangoon, Burma.
We raised our right hands and solemnly swore that we were telling the truth about the information we had provided. Then we signed a piece of paper.
Then weleft the office, linked hands, and stepped out into the sunshiny day.
And that was that. All of the paperwork is in order. And in 50 days, we'll make it official.
posted by east side girl at 5:40 PM
8 Comments:
We had the same experience. But when we stepped out the first thing Stevie said was, why did we have to swear to god?
50 days! wow, so soon!
what's with having to say where your fathers were born? what does that have to do with anything? and what about your mothers - their birthplaces should count for something, if you're having a conversation about it :)
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Yeah..what is it with saying where your father's from? I go through this everytime I go back to India. What's your father's name? What's his profession, etc etc.
That's funny that they should that here. Uhm...
Anyways, Congrats - U have a marriage licence! Hoorah
That's very sweet.
Before I got married my ex and I went to a notary public for the paperwork. We lived in Hoboken and ended up at a Mailboxes, Etc. A large man who must have been an extra on The Sopranos signed the paperwork. I remember it going like this:
"Badda-bing! Badda-boom! You're married!"
Yay! So happy for you... can't wait to hear all about the wedding. Are you nervous at all?
how much fun! this saturday would have been our wedding day, but it's ok, we're still getting hitched!
do you have everything done?!
Congrats! You are one step closer!
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