HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME FROM THE DMV.

I remember paying extra for the six year license and thinking that 9-11-12 seemed so far away when I got a license that didn’t say UNDER 21 in big, horrifying letters all those years ago. Well, it is here. And as a result of my busy life, I found myself at the Herald Square DMV on my birthday. Lovely.

I’m sure taking that photo was very, very illegal. Oh well. The saddest thing about having to get a New York State Drivers License is that they won’t let you keep your old one! I wanted to cry when the man told me I couldn’t have my Missouri license, with the greatest photo of me ever taken, back. And then he told me I had to pay $65 and I wanted to cry again.