My passport expired a couple years ago, and since I will actually be using it soon, I need to get it renewed.
Oh, I didn't tell you? Joel and I are going on an Alaskan/Canadian cruise at the end of May with my parents. We are totally excited! More about that later.
So, anyway, I have to renew my passport.
I went and got some passport pictures taken at the post office the other day. I should have thought harder about how I looked, since it had been one of "those days." Sophia was sick and grumpy all day. I was kind of grumpy myself. And frumpy. And I was mailing several things at the post office anyway, so I figured I might as well get the pictures done with so I didn't have to make another trip later.
When Joel came home later on, he noticed the new pictures sitting on the counter and commented that I looked like "a housewife."
Not sure how I should take that.
Especially since he has always said my old passport picture looks like I am an exotic Russian spy.
I say that he would have looked like a housewife, too, if he had dragged three children to the post office after the kind of day I had.
Besides, I thought it was mandatory that one look horrible in any sort of identification photos, passports included.
I was just trying to follow the rules.