Gotta Love the DMV

You may have read my previous post about the Emissions Hell that I experienced. Well, here's the update:
My husband is amazing! He fixed whatever was apparently causing the "check engine" light to be on. We were driving home from his parents' house a week or so ago, and all of a sudden, the "check engine" light went off! We were a bit puzzled, but since my hubby had been working on the car earlier that day, we figured (fingers crossed) that maybe he fixed it and the car had just finally had time to do the stinkin' "drive cycle". The next morning, my husband said he was just gonna take my car to emissions and see what happened. He called me, very shortly after leaving for the emissions place. So, I assumed the light had come back on and he was calling to tell me that he was headed back home. But, NO! He was calling to tell me that he had already gotten to the emissions place, and that my car PASSED!!! He also continued on to tell me that "he is the man" and that is "how he rolls", but anyways... It was super exciting, after all we had gone through. So, finally we were going to be able to pay the registration. Or so we thought. When we tried to pay online, it wanted to charge us a penalty fee for paying late. However, the emissions paperwork (all four of the failed ones) clearly stated that we would not have to pay a late fee.
This is where the DMV comes in. I never thought I'd have the pleasure of saying this, but I had a wonderful experience at the DMV!!! Although when my husband went to the DMV last week to try to pay the registration, minus the late fee, they wouldn't let him pay it because my registration still in my maiden name. Details, details. So, yesterday, with my "priority ticket" in hand and my husband and son in tow, I went to the DMV. I figured it was going to be a horrible experience since the workers were telling everyone that walked in the doors that they were having computer problems and they couldn't guarantee that we would be able to get done what we came there to get done. Despite my fears, our number was called probably within 10 or so minutes. Then, when we got up to the counter, the lady was extremely nice and helpful. She was only supposed to let me pay my registration, since that was what my return ticket was technically for. But, she was so nice that she let us do everything that we wanted to do... and the computer worked long enough for her to do it all. So, not only did we pay my registration, but we got my name changed on my title and on my registration, got the tags for my car (which is a big feat in itself), we added my husband to my title and added me to his. To top it all off, my husband got a new license! He has had the same one for probably 13 years or so. It is so old school. It doesn't even look like him because the picture was taken in high school, and none of the information is correct anymore. The picture is a real photo laminated onto the license. That is how old school it is. We walked to the photo counter at the DMV and he got his picture taken within a minute of handing his completed paperwork to the photo guy. And within another minute, he had his brand spankin' new license....Digital photo and all! Welcome to the 20th century, babe.
I now am a fan of the DMV.
Oh, and we had entertainment, as if often the case at such public establishments. I'll try to figure out how to post the picture I took of my "entertainment" sometime in the near future.
Yay for the DMV! Mission accomplished!