I didn't blog yesterday because we were in Manila trying to get our visas changed to permanent visas...will have to go back again next week...one of the problems was with my husband's birth certificate...
Originally we thought that the registrations books were destroyed in World War II, but actually, when we went this week to get the paper, the clerk dug out the ancient books from 1925 that lists all births, we found my husband was named Paciano instead of the name he has used for the last 80 years...it seems that his godfather, when he was baptised, couldn't remember the right name, so told the priest another name, and my husband has used his baptismal name for the last 80 years...
HMMM...since our marriage license has his second name on it, does this mean we're not married?
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