I have completed my masters degree! That's right people...I am one smart cookie. I now have my masters in education for curriculum and instruction:reading. (Now if I can only get a job). This is a big deal! HUGE! GINORMOUS! I knew I wanted to do something big to celebrate! We debated back and forth between having a huge party or taking a cruise. The cruise won (only slightly!). Just call me Caribbean Queen!
Cruise is booked....airfare is booked....now I needed to tackle my passport. My hubby and I had decided that we would go to Tahiti for our honeymoon (which was a complete LET DOWN...I'll have to blog that story one day). So we both have passports....except mine is in my maiden name. I went online to get the forms to switch it. Had someone told me to change it within the first year of getting married, I wouldn't have had to pay....but because I waited...I had to pay...FULL PRICE! Que Sera Sera!
So I got all my stuff together...wrote the check...and headed to my local post office for the dreaded passport picture. I got all dolled up ...stood in line....only to find out they didn't have those services that day (What a waste of a good hair day!). I had full intentions of going the next morning and I awoke with a third eye on my forehead. I COULD not have a third eye in my passport picture. Call me vain or whatever you need...but that picture stays with you for a long time! Pimple was gone by the weekend...figured I would go the following week! Wrong again! This time I got sick and my nose was all cut up, red and runny. As appealing as boogers might be in photos, I didn't want to chance it. I figured I would go the following week.
So yesterday morning, I woke up with determination to get my passport taken today (couldn't go yesterday, no service). Oh but what before my wondering eyes should appear...a HUGE ZIT right on my cheek. This zit put the third eye on my forehead to shame! I obsessively applies astringent to the massive sucker (was the growth on my ovary NOT enough?!?!?). I ran to the bathroom this morning and it was still there. OK so I had to decide....do I take the picture with the HUGE ZIT or do I risk not going on my cruise that I worked so hard for! I had to go take the picture....
Thank god for makeup! I piled it on that sucker. I think I did a decent job of covering it! I am SURE you will be able to see it in the picture. After the guy snapped the picture and showed it to me, I gasped. I couldn't focus on the pimple...I focused on the pumpkin that looked like my head. I told him no matter how many more pictures he snapped of me, I was never gonna like it. At least the person completely my passport application will get a good laugh!
So if the chance ever comes that you and I are travelling abroad together..the answer is NO! You can not see my passport picture!