Tuesday, March 22, 2005
It's not like on tv
So, my wife and I "passed" our interview at the US Citizenship and Immigration Services office on Tuesday. The interview was to determine the validity of our marriage, and ultimately whether my little Aussie can remain in this country.
It went swimmingly well and far too easy for the prior stress we put ourselves through.
Trying to get her on all my banking and credit accounts, utility bills, phone bills, lease co-signers, evidence of trips taken together (does the winery daytrip to Solano County count?), photos, all sorts of shit, was a pain. We were ready, and the guy didn't even grill us.
So, America, welcome Jo to the Grand 'Ol USA as a temporary permanent(?) resident alien!
It went swimmingly well and far too easy for the prior stress we put ourselves through.
Trying to get her on all my banking and credit accounts, utility bills, phone bills, lease co-signers, evidence of trips taken together (does the winery daytrip to Solano County count?), photos, all sorts of shit, was a pain. We were ready, and the guy didn't even grill us.
So, America, welcome Jo to the Grand 'Ol USA as a temporary permanent(?) resident alien!
# posted by Swedish Steel @ 5:52 PM 
