Ok, so I know it’s a picture of Elvis’ driver’s license. The only two I could find were Elvis and Johnny Cash. I went with Elvis. Did you honesty think I would post my own, you know how horrible driver’s license pictures are, especially when you have 2 kids in tow.
It’s official, we are residents of Tennessee. We sadly gave up our Georgia driver’s license for our new Tennessee one. Wow, it looks weird in my wallet. When filling out the paper work, Marty accidentally put Gwinnett as the county. The clerk had to question him on it because it didn’t even realize it was wrong. I guess we will always be Gwenesians (I have no idea how to spell that).
We had to fill out all the typical information, hair color, eye color, height and weight. Now, why do women feel the need to lie about their weight on their driver’s license? Of course I did it, every women does it, right? But upon inspecting this strange thing in my wallet, I realized my weight isn’t even on it. A woman must have made that change.
Another strange thing is that mine expires in 3 years and Marty’s expires in 4. Now why is that? Both of our Georgia licenses expired in the same year. Marty made the chauvinistic comment that women need to be tested more often because of their driving ability. Who has totaled more cars? Enough said!
Sorry babe, I love you.
4 comments:
ooooh, i guess you told him. good one robyn. i'm sure marty didn't have anything to say after that!
Hee, hee...hey you know Thanksgiving is coming soon...hint, hint
One of my friends and I have a deal - if one of us goes missing and they try to find us using the "stats" from our drivers license - we will quietly tell the police that no, they shouldn't be looking for a very skinny girl!
Having done this ritual in 3 different states I can relate. BTW, I have enjoyed your blog...found it via Barefoot's blog!
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