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  1. Hello folks

    I'm working on getting the AOS package together before Alan gets here in a couple weeks (or at least as much as I'm able to at this time.) Can you take a quick look and make sure I'm including everything? Neither of us were previously married, so there are no divorce cert issues. Additionally, we're doing the adjustment, work authorization, travel document all together. Each requires passport photos of the non us citizen, do I really need six copies or would just two suffice?

    • I-485 with money order in the amount of $325.00

    • Money order in the amount of $70.00 for Biometrics Fee

    • Copy of Non-US Citizen Spouse's passport

    • Copy of Non-US Citizen Spouse's K-1 Visa from passport

    • Copy of NOA2 Approval Notice

    • Copy of Non-US Citizen Spouse's valid I-94

    • Copy of Non-US Citizen Spouse's birth certificate

    • Certified copy of marriage certificate

    • G-325A and passport-style photo of Non-US Citizen spouse

    • I-693A - Vaccination Supplement

    • I-864 with the following supporting evidence

    • Copy of US Citizen's income tax returns with W-2 forms from past three tax years

    • Letter from US Citizen's employer verifying employment and salary

    • Copies of US Citizen's bank statements for the past twelve months

    • I-765 with money order in the amount of $180.00

    • I-131 with money order in the amount of $170.00

    • I-131 Supplement - Qualifications and Requirement for Advanced Parole Document

    I'd appreciate any input.

    Thanks!

    Teresa

  2. Thanks for the replies and links! And Lisa... I didn't even notice the equal pun until you pointed it out! :D Thing is, I was wondering if any of you had actually road-tested any recipe that worked out well and could share? I've tried numerous sugar-free recipes, but the texture or taste is usually waaaay off. I know sugar helps with texture and browning, etc. I was just pondering if there was something I was missing or any way to get around the problems.

    Thanks!!

    Teresa

  3. Hello all

    While I admit I'm a pretty fair baker of the high-sugar variety of cakes and such, I'm a dismal failure when it comes to sugar-free fare. As Alan is diabetic, I need to start learning pretty darn quick. I quite like Splenda, but I have yet to figure out how to bake with it and achieve edible results. If anyone has any sugar-free dessert recipes they'd like to share, I would be delighted!

    Thank you

    Teresa

  4. Hi guys, help needed please!

    on Part 7 of th I-131 for Advanced Parole, it says to explain how Alan would qualify for advanced parole. I haven't a clue what I should put here. In fact, this whole form is confusing me. Possibly due to heat and lack of sleep, but confusing nonetheless. The example form seems contradictory. He would be filing for AP and not a re-entry permit, right? But the info for the AP indicates that it is used to bring inadmissable aliens to the US for a short time. So, if anyone could shed some light on this for me, and give me a hint what part to fill out, I would appreciate it.

    Thanks,

    Teresa

  5. Michelle

    I Love, Love, Love Dr. Who! Alan got me into it and I was so thrilled when Sci-Fi picked it up. I haven't got a chance to see the new Doctor, yet. Though... I don't see how anyone can compare to Eccleston with his floppity ears and Northern accent (Lots of planets have a North!) :lol:

    As far as favorites... Alan's theory is that your favorite Doctor is the one who played him when you were about 13. Probably true, I suppose.

    Teresa

  6. Ahhh.... My people! I knew I wasn't alone.

    And trust me, I do call the police. But tinny banda music coming from a green mini-van for FOUR FREAKING hours while the owner casually cleans out and vaccuums his car, is apparently not high on their to-do list. And I can't complain too harshly. They have a tough enough job. But this weekend, it seriously went on for FOUR hours. After asking them very nicely to turn it down, then not quite so nicely, then not nicely at all, then rudely, then very, very rudely in both English and Spanish ( see, I can be accommodating) then I called the cops. They turned up 45 minutes later, didn't even stop, just twittered their siren at them for a sec and toddled along their merry way. The quiet lasted.... oh about long enough for the car to turn onto New York Street, then FIESTA!!!

    <sigh>

  7. Ok... as I sit here, a car somewhere in the alley behind me or the street behind that is booming so fcuking loud that the windows in my living room are vibrating. It would seem to me, that instead of pursuing measly seatbelt fines, that the police would make a lot more profit actually enforcing the noise ordinance and ticketing these a$$holes who feel the need to share their love of music with everyone in a 10-block radius. Am I the only one who has heard enough booming rap and banda music played through tinny speakers to last a lifetime?

    Ok... end of rant. Thank you for participating.

    Teresa

  8. In a perfect world, I'd be a full-time mommy and a freelance writer for Cosmo! What I would really, really love to do, though, if I ever got the money, would be to buy a big farm and start a rescue shelter for abused/neglected horses and dogs. I think that would be an amazing thing to get to do.

  9. This is Mr TeresaChristina here!

    The speed of the interview is most likely down to the effort Teresa put in to the original I-129F, which was as comprehensive as you can imagine. She really worked hard on it, and this must have left them in no doubt as to evidence of relationship. I'd like to think that it also helped that I bothered to put my suit on as well. Most people didn't bother dressing up, but I thought I would.

    Waiting outside the embassy, there were probably about 70 people waiting per half hour interview slot. One woman realised that she hadn't paid her £68 fee, which you are supposed to do beforehand at a bank, but she had time to run off and find a branch of Barclay's and still get back with plenty of time to spare. Due to increased security, it was always going to take a while to get in. The entire building has a road block around it with fencing, and British police strolling around with machine guns. Friends and relatives are not even allowed to queue with applicants or even sit on the roadblocks waiting, never mind allowed to enter the building. At least it didn't rain.

    After being herded in the cold outside the embassy for the best part of two hours, we eventually got through the little hut they have built containing an airport-style scanner, and into the building, one hour later than the alotted interview time. The lateness doesn't seem to matter. It is accepted that everyone will be late. The time given appears to just be so everyone doesn't turn up at once.

    I don't know if you ever have a system in the US at supermarket deli counters where you take a numbered ticket and wait to be called, but we were all given numbers like that. A screen shows who's next, and an automated American voice calls out the next number and window to go to. But immigrant visas appear to have their own queue, so I was called to a window within a couple of minutes, and a British lady checked my docs. She just needed my passport, birth certificate, police certificate and the I-134, including a re-affirmation of intent to marry from Teresa (but not me). I'd brought other personal evidence of support but I never got the chance to submit it, nor was the original I-129F needed.

    Then I took a seat again to wait for the interview, and the screen showed that 74 people were in the interview queue. It was then I started thinking about sandwiches. There is food to be bought at the back of the room for those who have to wait a long time and get a bit peckish.

    While waiting I was supposed to fill in a form to hand to the courier service for where to deliver the visa (if granted). I'd only got as far as writing my name on it when a human voice called my number. When I got to the window, she just asked me a couple of questions (how and when did we meet) and made my swear/affirm that I wasn't a liar. And that was it. They must have plenty of short interviews like that because there was no chair to sit on. I saw that some of the other windows did have chairs so some people must get a bit more of a grilling.

    Off I went to fill in the rest of the courier form and pay my £9.50, and then I escaped the embassy having spent less than twenty minutes in the building, and called Teresa with the good news! I'd hardly had time to warm up, so I perhaps didn't sound quite as overjoyed as I might have, but I certainly was! Now there is a firm date by which I KNOW I will have begun my new life with the woman I will be proud to call my wife.

    So now I have the customary X-ray in my possession, which I need to take in to the US, but immigration will almost certainly ignore. It's A3 size and is not to be folded, which means I'll have no way to pack it.

    You might think the difficult bit is over, but now I have to sort through all my junk. This is the part I have been dreading! I have multiple plastic bags of papers, some of which I brought from my last house, nine years ago. Such is the curse of moving to a bigger place and not having to throw anything away. But now I finally have to get rid of it all. Well, I've bought a shredder, so that's a start.

    Anyone else worried about the interview (in London at least) needn't worry if they've submitted a clear application. I think the authorities are just making sure that everything tallies up with the I-129F. Of course it might help if you have a "favourable" occupation (I'm in IT) and have visited the US plenty of times for short periods, as I have. Or it could be that they were impressed by (or took pity on) the fact that we've been together for seven years.

    Or perhaps they just think no-one would fake an application to go and live in Indiana...

    Cheers,

    Alan

  10. Talk about a lovely wake-up call!

    After waiting in the ba$tard cold for nearly two hours, a 3-minute document checking session, and a 1-minute interview, my baby got the Visa! I've been stressing and worrying about this, and all for apparently no reason at all!

    I hope everyone else has the same luck!

    Teresa

  11. For me, it's Fairgound Attraction's "Find My Love."

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    Somewhere out there there must be a boy for this girl

    could be anywhere

    could be next door

    or the other side of the world.

    --------

    Or, anything by The Beatles. I always think of my Liverpudlian baby and smile.

    Teresa

  12. If you want to pass some of that luck my way I will be only to pleased to catch it, need all I can get at the moment so would you mind? a bucket full would not go down amiss :whistle:

    Aww... Munchkins! <heaping hoooge buckets-full of luck and good wishes on you> Have faith! Everything will turn out fine! Luckily, I didn't waste that mojo on getting the winning powerball ticket, so I still have plenty to pass onto others. So, you all might have to wait a bit for those drinks! :P

    Lots of love,

    Teresa

  13. Oh how wonderful, Gwen!! I'm really happy for you. By the way.... there's surely some room under that big white dress somewhere to sneak in a little liquid encouragement?!

    Have a beautiful day!

    Teresa

  14. Hi Elen

    In my humble opinion, a bit of chocolate chip cookie dough on a sticky trap - never missed yet.

    Happy Hunting! I so empathize with you, by the way. I woud personally rather have a python in my house than a mouse. They freak me out completely.

    Teresa

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