Tue Apr 13, 2010 12:28 pm |
We're running into a technical problem....presenting a certified copy of a birth certificate so we can apply for a marriage license. Turns out the one Fiance's mom had was a short form copy...good enough for a driver's license, but apparently not for a marriage license. So Fiance is taking time off during lunch to run downtown to get a certified copy.
Thankfully the one my mom had in the safe deposit box IS a certified copy, which saves me a trip. She got it out this morning and called to tell me.
Convo:
So now that we are on the way to having our certified copies, we can go get our marriage license some time next week.
Thankfully the one my mom had in the safe deposit box IS a certified copy, which saves me a trip. She got it out this morning and called to tell me.
Convo:
Mom: Well I got your birth certificate out of the box this morning, and it IS a certified copy. Me: You're sure? Good that'll save a trip down to the 'hood. I hear Plank Road is lovely this time of year. (Fiance) had to go down at lunch to get his. Mom: Ick. Well good news, you're legitimate! Me: Imagine my relief! I wondered for a while there. It actually SAYS that on there? Mom: (laughing) No, but they used to do that. Stamp it with legitimate" or "illegitimate". Ever saw that movie "Bastard out of Carolina?" Me: Don't think so. What for? The stamp I mean. Mom: Something to do with inheritance. You couldn't inherit anything from your parents if you were illegit. Mostly it was about the whole "sanctity of marriage" thing by making your bastard kids pay for your mistakes. Me: And I thought our modern marriage laws were stupid. |
So now that we are on the way to having our certified copies, we can go get our marriage license some time next week.
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