we got to the county recorder's office in norwalk in about half an hour. it was fairly easy to get there, but we did encounter a really ugly accident that shut the freeway down to just the carpool lane. the ambulance was getting there just as we passed it - there were a few cars plus two big rigs involved, and those cars were seriously jacked up. i caught a glimpse of one guy sitting on the bumper, holding his arm, and i just sent up a quick prayer, hoping that everyone involved was okay. yikes.

after missing at least a dozen opportunities to parking spot-stalk (you know what i mean - when you sit and watch for folks exiting the building, and totally follow them really closely, like a freaky stalker, and then flick on the signal and do a victory dance, laughing at the disgruntled drivers who are either stuck behind you or go around you, grumbling and mad-dogging you all the way), i finally got a sweet spot, right in front. patience is a virtue, people.

it was damn cold outside. plus, we were standing in the shade. thank goodness the rain was over, though! phew. as we stood there, i held the bean close and wrapped my jacket around her, even though she was wearing several layers and sharing my body heat. and then a girl walked up to me, holding out a pink blanket, and asked me if i wanted it for the bean. i was really touched at her kindness, and told her so as i thanked her and showed her the extra jacket i had in my bag. i watched her walk back to her place in line - which was waaaaay up in front, almost at the door. i thought it was even sweeter that she took the time to walk all the way back to where i was. huh. there IS such a thing as the "kindness of strangers," after all!
by the time i finally got up to one of the windows, it had been just under an hour. i was actually pretty surprised, because as one of the guys behind me said, that line looked like it was about three days long. and the bean had fallen asleep and was snuggled up all nice and warm. i paid my $34 and walked away with two certified, authorized copies of the bean's birth certificate. woo-hoo!



as i got the bean all nice and comfy in a clean diaper, i chattered to her about the choice i had to make. of course, she looked up at me, blew a raspberry (oooh, i forgot to mention that she discovered how to do this fun thing on friday - so damn cute), and smiled. i asked her which one she thought i should get, outlined in detail the pros and cons of both, and said "if you think i should get the curler, blow me some spit bubbles."

so my choice was clear. and it's totally justified, dammit!
Dude. I'm laughing. Too funny!
ReplyDeleteawesome. the bean is smart. love it.
ReplyDeletethe norwalk recorder's office sucks. we parked in the library lot when we went to get our marriage license, laughed at all the suckas in the birth certificate line, and got our butts outta there ASAP.
man, you were in my 'hood, but i wasn't.
oh, and maybe the rest of the people are all SAHMs, too? i'm always amazed when out shopping for clients during the day how freakin' crowded it is.
I am shaking my head at you AND your baby.
ReplyDeleteThe bean is a diva in training!
ReplyDeleteLove it!!
ReplyDeleteAnd, I have never tried almond milk....adding it to the list!
Hmmm...food or beauty? Although I respect the bean's decision, I must say that it was obviously biased. She's had eyelashes her whole life. But almond milk? She has not experienced such joy yet.
ReplyDeleteShe's only knows one kind of milk, and it doesn't come from Lollicup.
No fair.
this whole post (save for the first paragraph) just makes me giggle!
ReplyDeleteand i'm interested in how you like it. i briefly tried using it yesterday morning when i was half-asleep still and i couldn't quite get the hang of it. :/
I seriously am constantly amazed by the continuous presence of traffic during the work day combined with the continuous presence of traffic during "rush hour" - how can everyone both work regular hours AND be on the freeway/parking lots during work hours.
ReplyDeleteWhenever people spot-stalk me, I tend to cross over randomly into another row of cars so they will drive on and leave me alone. Spot-stalking really freaks me out. If there is absolutely no parking, I won't try to confuse them, but if there is (and they're just being lazy), it's on. :)
ReplyDeleteWow, you came all the way to the LBC for the Fabric Barn? I love that place, but I should feel very fortunate that it's a hop, skip, and a jump from my house :)
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