that picture up there of the deer is probably what I looked like.
My interviewer actually asked me if I was nervous and I said yep, because if I was denied, that'd be the end of it, cuz Hubby couldn't move to Canada

Then of course she asked me why and I told her because he had a juvenile record which made him inadmissable, and then she asked me if I had a record and I said Nope.
That was about it, but I don't think I actually relaxed until I walked out of the consulate with my visa in my hand. I hadn't slept the night before, and my breakfast had made me feel nauseous, but I survived, and so will you