An Interesting Week

September 5th was the fourth anniversary of my mom's death. Maybe it's morbid to remember that...but, I certainly couldn't forget it! Dad, Mary Beth and I met for breakfast and then headed up to the chapel at St. Joseph's for mass. Tony met us at church. Time has definitely removed some of the sharp edges. I still just can't believe she's gone.

The 5th was also my nephew's 10th birthday. Talk about time flying. It seems like just yesterday I witnessed him being born. What an awesome experience. (I've chosen to forget the part about throwing up and fainting!) How can my youngest nephew be 10?? Boy, I'm getting old!

More proof that time is slipping away too quickly is that my Godsons became teenagers on the 7th. Wow,13! How'd that happen? It seems like just yesterday my friends were showing me sonogram pictures of "triplets a, b, and c". Now, they are big, beautiful, wonderful teenagers. Yikes! It's going to take me a little while to get used to saying teenagers.

We also made a little progress on the adoption front. On Thursday, Tony and I headed to the Travel Clinic at Hopkins for our last series of shots before traveling. We are now properly immunized and ready to go!

On Friday morning we went to USCIS to be refingerprinted because our fingerprints have "expired". How do fingerprints expire you ask?? Excellent question. You know on all those crime shows when they are searching through databases of fingerprints you never hear them say "Oh no! That guys fingerprints have expired. We can't use them". They're fingerprints...not milk or eggs. Why can't they just run the fingerprints they already have on file for us through the system to make sure Tony and I haven't turned to a life of crime in the last year. Who knows...maybe we've decided to rob a bank to help pay for needless additional adoption related expenses like being refingerprinted. Ok, ok, I'll stop now. I still haven't "grown" fingerprints in the last year. The poor tech who was trying to print me became very frustrated. She called her supervisor over and the supervisor didn't have any better luck. I had the same problem last year. For that matter I had the same problem when I was fingerprinted for the local police, the FBI, and USCIS.....no discernible whirls or ridges. Hmm, suddenly that life of crime seems more attractive.