Yesterday afternoon, we went down to City Hall and got our marriage license! It was accompanied by a notice addressed "To: Prospective Couple." So, I guess, according to the City and County of San Francisco, Brian and I have the prospect to one day be a couple.
The license also was accompanied by a pamphlet that instructed us to wash our vegetables before eating them, cook our meat throughly, and get annual check-ups. A "User's Guide" to healthy married life, I guess. No wonder married people live longer. How do the single people get by?
So we are now officially licensed to get married.
