Everything I forgot before!!

I somehow failed to mention the major development in my life: my identity crisis is over. Between the social security office and the drivers license office (who knows what else to call that place, honestly), I think I spent a solid 3-4 hours sitting and waiting...and sitting and waiting. I did manage to change my name, take an acceptable license photo and get new plates. (Rob was on board for everything but the name change. And the acceptable photo part is up for debate-even he'll admit!) Arizona proved to be a ridiculous state in a number of ways: first, our licenses expire when we are 65. Second, they charge for license plates based on the value/year/other things Rob would know but he fell asleep on the couch of your car. Arizona thinks my beautiful lil Corolla that hauled us out here last week is terribly cheap, which is actually a good thing. They're in love with Rob's truck though. We won't even discuss how much his license plates cost. You'd cringe. I guarantee it. Finally, we discovered a mall. (Best day out here yet.) We went to the mall to check out Pottery Barn and a new hair salon with potential (Rob was elated about this all, believe me...just keep reading) and parked in the parking lot was a helicopter that a golf cart full of people drove up to and climbed into and then it took off. Which means one thing...people fly to the mall. And I thought the Nordstrom's was high class. Crazy state, no?