The New (to us) Blue Wonder

For awhile now, Sam has been between vehicles. He sold his old car a while ago and has been borrowing one of his parents' while waiting for the car that would give him that "married and can haul furniture around" look. At first, he considered something like this:

I was impressed that it matched Sam's ice cream perfectly, but Sam said that wasn't a good enough reason to get it.

Last week in a very exciting turn events, the truck we have been waiting and hoping for decided to find us. Here is my very happy husband in the act of the purchase (we had to take this picture really quickly so the seller wouldn't turn around and see how geeky we are).

Yay! So far the only problem we've had with the truck is that I like driving it just as much, if not more than Sam. Last week I went to see Salt with Angelina Jolie and for a couple of days I had a movie hangover in which I thought I was a spy and needed a Ford Ranger for undercover missions and improbable escapes.

Well, just as surely as this Ford Ranger joined our team, we had to go to a government building. Lately I've been spending a lot of time at government buildings. Whether it is waiting at the DMV for two hours to get my license with my new name, or the social security administration for the same purpose, there is hardly anything I love more than hanging with other people who have also been waiting for two hours to get a little piece of paper that will keep them civilized. There's a certain kinship that exists between the paperwork dispossessed, their legitimacy about to expire on uncomfortable plastic chairs, straining their ears to hear their magic number and get their turn. Since I married my Sam, my life has taken a big turn in the direction of courthouses and official offices. He often has to go to distant counties to do lawyerly things, and since I'm still waiting for my volunteer or (dare we think it!) employment ship to come in I can still make room in my schedule to tag along.

I'll be honest, after the DMV experience I wasn't sure I would enjoy the car registering process. You can imagine my surprise when I learned I was to wait in this, the paradise of government buildings!

Um, can you see the silver BIRDS flying around magically from the ceiling? We've come a long way from flickering florescent lighting, baby! As soon as I saw this haven of office buildings I planted it and decided Sam could take all the time he needed. Here I am with my 700 page book (I'm a reader like that).

You can see the finger incident is not behind us yet. It may be a while, but I suffer in silence... I was so enjoying this place that I was almost surprised when this handsome guy came up to me (check out that beard-ooh la la!):

He asked me out to lunch in downtown Atlanta and I said yes. After a little parking stop, we were off!

Sam is so proud of this picture to add to our Bad Faces At The Table (BFATT) Collection.

This burger was actually wonderful, but because I am a well trained undercover agent in another life, I can make it look like I am about to throw up.