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Kenzie had basketball practice tonight. I went to watch them play last Saturday. You haven't seen basketball at its worst until you have watched a group of third graders "play", and I use that term loosely. I really thought the game was going to have to go into overtime to break the tie....Zip to Zip. However, Holly's group finally prevailed 11 to 7. Both teams "got hot" in the second half. The score at halftime was 1 to 0, thanks to one little girl miraculously hitting a free throw right at the end of the first half. I have never seen a crowd get so excited in my life over a simple free throw! Yes, this was basketball...not softball!
I finally got around to going to the Texas DMV today to exchange my Oklahoma license for a Texas one. I've only been down here for 16 months. Babies learn to crawl, sit up, walk, cut most of their teeth, and feed themselves in that length of time. Â
The only thing I learned in that same time span was that Spanish red wine is called Rioja. Well, it's something!!
Back to the driver's license saga, however. Thanks to Holly and Bevan, I knew that I practically had to sign my life away. In Oklahoma, you walk in with your birth certificate, they snap your picture, take your money and you are out of there. And if you are over 65, Oklahoma doesn't even charge for the license.
Texas is an entirely different ballgame. They want your car registration, your proof of insurance, your social security card, your birth certificate, and your current license, plus $25 dollars. What one's car registration, proof of insurance, and social security card have to do with getting a driver's license is beyond me.
But that's not all! Everyone has to pass an eye exam. Guess who flunked! Darn! I would use something stronger, but I'm afraid my Grandma Higgins is keeping tabs still up there near the Pearly Gates. Oh, what the hell. I'm damned upset and I might as well admit it.
That smart-ass(I'm on a roll now) DMV examiner said my vision was 20/60! I don't believe it; but so what if it is. What's the big deal? That should be good enough to see cars and trucks. I haven't failed to see one yet.
However, she insists I have to have an eye exam and get glasses before I have the privilege of driving with a Texas license. I'll wear them when I drive, but don't expect to see me in them any other time.
Just to be on the safe side, I'm going to pick out the ugliest, most atrocious frames I can find; that'll show her and I certainly won't be tempted to wear them any longer than the law requires.
Yes, I'm vain!! Deal with it!
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