Newlyweds. Again.

I needed to go to the social security office yesterday to get a new card...not sure when I lost my old one, but I'm thinking it was somewhere around 1986.

Or so.

But now that I am re-entering the workforce for the first time since before Matthew was born, I needed to show my card.

I first went to get fingerprinted, which was uneventful, grabbed a tea to go and made my way to the social security administration.

I soon found out that that guy that I like so much and I were not married...according to them. Apparently, I had never sent in the forms changing my name or marital status.

In my defense...I was 20 years old.

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So we are now happily married legally AND according to the SSA.

All is well.

But we did need to celebrate our new status...so today we hopped in the car with all 3 boys and headed to LA.

Drove thru some interesting areas until we found Langers, known for their pastrami.

I also learned that I could've gotten a new SS card (or drivers license or lots of other fun things) for a very minimal price. Just walk up to the guy (and there are a few to choose from!) in the trench coat and he'll help you you out...no waiting in any lines!

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Anyway, back to the pastrami. Langers has a variety of things on their menu...check out the #9!

Sadly, my camera is on the fritz (hey! that would make a good wedding present!!!) so the before picture did not turn out...but here's the after picture.

And let me tell you...it was worth the 45 minute drive (and the $87!!! ouch!) for a pastrami sandwich. Times 5.

And no, I don't like the crusts. Still.

I wanted to hang out in LA for awhile...we were fairly close to the new cathedral and to the holocaust museum, but we had to head back home.

We were having a wedding reception.

For us.

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Our neighbors...Alev and Billy. Totally photogenic!

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So, all in all, we consumed a little too much vino rosso and talked a little too much and laughed a little too hard (to the point of snorting) and embarrassed our children with our stories.

But hey, it was our wedding reception.

And darn, I should've done the money dance. Might've help pay for that pastrami.

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