We went to the county courthouse on Friday to the licensing section of the administration building.
Me: We would like to get a marriage license.
Lady: Will you be getting married within 60 days?
Kurt: Yes, we want to get married before she’s born (pointing at Sophia).
Both ladies at the counter had an understandably confused looks on their faces. One of them stood up slightly to see over the counter to check how pregnant I am. I’m not. I stood there with a smirk on my face and shaking my head. They finally got it. Kurt’s just an ass.
Kurt: What, can’t you postdate it?
Lady (laughing): No, it doesn’t work that way.
She handed us a paper to print our names on, then as she handed us the forms to fill out she asked us to hold up our right hands. Kurt, holding Sophia, also held up her hand for her.
Lady: Do you solemnly swear to tell the truth so help you God?
Kurt answered yes without flinching and later told me he didn’t even hear the “so help you God” part. I however grimaced and answered, “Sure”, then under my breath, “whatever”. *gratuitous eye roll*
May the Invisible Pink Unicorn strike me down should I ever tell a lie.
Because of how the health care industry is rigged up here in the U.S. where insurance is doled out by employers or can be purchased at an exorbitant rate and still requires copays and has coverage limitations since no insurance company wants to actually pay out in the event that someone comes down with something as expensive as cancer, Kurt and I are getting married. Romantic isn’t it? No, I don’t have cancer, but I do need health insurance.
I don’t recall ever saying I would never get married, but since I had a job with benefits and never intended to be a stay at home mom, we never planned on getting married. There was also my ex-husband, who continues to be a royal pain in my ass. He has finally put HIS house that’s still in MY name up for sale. Only it’s the worst fucking market EVER, he refuses to list it with an actual real estate agent, and he’s put so much money into the dump that he believes it’s worth more than it is. Oh, and he has lost his “job” so now I’m watching my credit report like a hawk. Six dings so far on my credit so far. Bastard!
What, you don’t want to be like Brad and Angelina have 24 kids and wait until the right to marry is given to homosexuals? OMG! You made my Saturday. I say milk the system. Use your new health benefits with gusto. And besides, you know you and Kurtie LOOOVE each other. *smirk*
(Erica and Kurtie sittin in a tree….
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Susan Anderson – Nah, I’d rather just live in sin. :p I’m not sure it’s really love, I mean it’s been 10 years. By now it’s just old habit. *snicker*
Hmmmmmmmmmmmm. Do I say Congrats or hey good thinking? I’m a tad confuzzled as usual. When did you become a SAHM?
JaniceNW – hehehe either one works for me.
I was at home for the first six months after Sophia was born then worked for three months and decided that the whole daycare thing wasn’t for us, so I’ve been a SAHM since around the end of June.
Hahaha–sorry, but that *is* hilarious (Kurt).
Zach and I haven’t bothered to get married because we are considered “domestic partners” and therefore I am covered under all of his insurance regardless of our marital status. I have a strong feeling that if I wasn’t going to be covered, we would get married.
So, congrats! (Or something more appropriate maybe?)
Allison – haha Thank you. I wish we had domestic partnership here. Our governor just passed a law (or whatever) for homosexuals to be considered domestic partners and heterosexuals if one of them is over 60 or 65 (I forget the age). It’s just silly. I don’t understand why it can’t just extend to all heterosexuals.
Are you sure? Sure sure? You better be, congratulations.