The Professor's Wife

Lisa isn't kidding about what a non-issue it is to be "out" here in Dublin.  However the immigration bureau was a bit tougher for me.  Unlike Lisa who is in this country for a legitemate purpose, I am merely a tag along...and not connected to her in any legal way. When it was my turn at window number 4 of the immigration counter (they would not let us go up together), the gal behind the desk wanted to know who I was and why am I in Dublin for an extended stay....I was trying to explain that my partner was down at window number 13 with the important paperwork from UCD and the GNIB.  I was holding the folder of irrelevant documents that we had concluded would never be necessary. As the government worker continued to look confused, it struck me finally to pull out our Minneapolis Certificate of Domestic Partnership (which conveys no legal benefits whatsoever but looks pretty) and she said "ah, so yeh had a wedding then"....to which I responded..."Yep"....and she said..."well, isn't that Grande!"  I had my Registration card within  few minutes (after a complete set of fingerprints were taken.)

So, here I am just the professor's wife....all paperwork related to the kids' schools is addressed to Professor Giddings and me.....Here is a photo of the letter from Sion Hill that arrived today....Note how hilarious this is because it is so not how we see ourselves at home.

Signed, "Maryann"