Oy, happy belated anniversary, I could kvell...

I forgot to wish myself a happy anniversary. I've been writing insignificant nonsense on this blog for 2 years now. Well, 2 years and 1 months. I'd like to thank all of my readers. Yes, all 5 of you. Without you and your comments, I would not have found the strength and courage to go on. Bless you all!

L'shanah tovah

NY 'tude

Last weekend we stayed with M's parents in York, ME. We had stayed in the same house last fall. It's beautiful, right on the ocean, and the weather was perfect. We ate some lovely lobster dinners and all that cliche Maine stuff.
One evening we were at the bar at a very crowded restaurant waiting for our table. I was hungry and irritated. We were halfway through the hour wait when a small and balding man shoved me out of my place. M saw this and told me to stand my ground, so I slipped my foot back to where I was originally standing in an attempt to regain my spot. And of course the small and balding (S&B) man stepped on my flip flopped foot. It hurt and I said, rather sarcastically, "that was my foot, but that's cool".
S&B:"well why was your foot under my foot?
Me: "I don't know, maybe because I was standing here first"
S&B: "are you from New York?"
Seriously. And I turned all red, which sucked cause I really wanted to jab him back, but I just wasn't quick enough.
Fucker was also from NY, so said his wife next to him who looked like she was used to apologizing for him in public places.

You down with DMV

On July 28th I spent 45 minutes waiting in line at the DMV with my passport, MO driver's license, and my state farm card. Mr. DMV told me that I needed a utility bill and would have to come back.
On September 5th I spent 1 hour and 6 minutes waiting in line at the DMV with my passport, MO driver's license, and my Comcast bill. Ms. DMV told me that a Comcast bill was not a utility bill.
I hate NH.