Of Passports and Cats
Yesterday it was changing my name with Social Security, and then changing it with the state on my license and registration. Today I got my new passport pictures for my passport change (they essentially make you apply for a passport all over again if you want to change your name). I was inspired to get my hair cut before the passport pictures.
I went to the local mall for the pictures, because I camera shop I like just moved into the mall, and it was convenient to me. Ordinarily Iâm not a mall kinda chick, but convenience appeals to me. The shop had only been open at that location since Saturday, and I was apparently the first passport picture theyâd done at the new location. They had this nifty camera that sent the picture directly to the printer wirelessly, and getting things to work caused a few conniptions. They did eventually get it to work, but they ended up taking four different shots before they got one that fit specs. They gave me the other three for free; since these were for passports each was doubled, and so I got a total of six free shots for my trouble.
They also told me stories of people who had problems with their passports because of wearing glasses, and they suggested I take my glasses off for the pictures, which I did. Seems strange, since I now wear my glasses full time, but I can always take them off for Customs if I have to. It doesnât matter much at the moment, since I have no plans to go anywhere anyhow at the moment.
It occurred to me today that I have to get the name changed on our mortgage as well â that never occurred to me. I guess they can help me with getting the house deed changed. I am getting intimidated with exactly how many different things my name has become affixed to.
Little Black Shit came down with a case of kitty laryngitis over the weekend; I know Iâm supposed to be a vet, but I can honestly say that they never taught us that cats can get laryngitis. LBlS literally lost her voice for a few days (along with her appetite, poor thing). Just as she started getting better, the Little Grey Shit started losing her voice. LGS also developed a mild eye infection, leading me to believe that this is some warped kind of upper respiratory bug. I was more concerned about LGS because sheâs on steroid therapy, which suppresses the immune systemâs ability to respond (which probably explains why she has an ocular discharge when LBlS didnât develop one). Thanks to the pred though, LGS never lost her appetite. Iâm beginning to wonder what it would take to get that cat to stop thinking about food for an hour or two.
Boy, I would love to browse the magazines with you….
They are fascinating, really.
I didn’t go into the four page Rexall Drug Store sale ad.
It had products I had never heard of before. Back when they didn’t tell you what was IN them. Spooky!
Nice haircut… 😉
I like the haircut, although I really know nothing about what’s hip or cool these days. It seems to suit you.
Are you switching from your maiden name to your hubby’s last name? I’ve been assuming that, but you’re unpredictable enough that I may be wrong, you maverick, you. Hey, why don’t you email me your new name, as I’m not positive I correctly remember your hubby’s name, anyway, *blush* Might as well refresh my memory as to his first name, while you’re at it, LOL!
Poor kitties. Is LGS going to have to be on the hunger-inducing drug permanently, or will she some day be able to be satisfied?
Have I asked enough questions? LOL!
The hair cut suits you as does the color. You look fabulous! I wish I could go red and in fact I have a lot of natural red undertones in my hair but it just doesn’t work for me. Thank goodness I’ve found a stylist/colorist who’s patient enough to process through the brassy undertones because otherwise I tend to look like an angry carrot.
Laryngitis is a weird thing. I had a viral form a few years ago that lasted for weeks. It was a true pain in the rear but at least it didn’t. It went on so long they finally scoped my throat to make sure there wasn’t anything else going on. Hopefully everybody will be back in vocal heaven soon 😉
Thanks for the reminder about passports. We’ve got to renew ours. Ray can do his through the mail but I’ve got to go down to the post office and do the whole thing again since I can’t find mine. Last time I remembered seeing it was when I handed it to the customs agent when we came back from Ireland a couple of years ago. It’s always something *sigh*.
I like your haircut.
I don’t know where you get your haircolor. BUt I recently started getting color and stuff from Sally Beauty Supply as opposed to the packages at the drugstore. Anyway, it’s a whole lot cheaper and the color is adjustable.
The new ‘do suits you very well!
As for LGS, BassPlayer thinks that a friendly bop on the head should do the trick. Hey, if she’s unconscious, she’s not hungry, right?
(Obviously, he’s been influenced by The Evil Cat Mind again.)
You look good!
I had to get a new passport recently, for the first time since the requirements changed. It took ages for the photographer to manage one without awkward glasses reflections. She managed finally, though.
I like the new ‘do, too! It looks very nice. A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away… I was a hairdresser. (I know! Unbelievable, huh?) Anyhow, I second the beauty supply store (doesn’t have to be Sally) idea. You can get stronger peroxide there that might give enough oomph to get rid of the brassiness, if that’s what you’d like. The clerks have reference materials that can be used to give you the same color in different brands. (There must have been an easier way to word that, but my vocabulary isn’t what it was before opiates.)
LGS might get over her preoccupation with food if you flopped a 300 pound tuna out in the middle of the kitchen floor, but it would be trading preoccupation with occupation. But once she got good and full, she’d sleep and forget about food for an hour or two. Of course, that might be cost prohibitive, among other things.