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And it's already time for our Wednesday Semiofficial Semiweekly VAWA-Thread Joke: =========================================== PENGUIN SIZE A man walked into a bar, ordered a bourbon, and drank it in a single gulp. "How big is a penguin?" he asked the bartender. The bartender said, "Around 18 inches." The man ordered a double bourbon, gulped it down, and asked. "What's the biggest a penguin can ever be?" The bartender frowned. "Three feet, maybe an inch or two more." The man ordered another double bourbon and gulped it down even more quickly. He sighed, "I may have run over a nun."

Any objections to these points? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Europe Should Be Begging Trump to Buy Greenland [...] Trump's latest quip that Greenland's defense is "two dog sleds" has the global liberal media tripping over itself to "fact-check" this obvious hyperbole and declare Trump an evil imperialist. But Trump is only highlighting a glaring security lapse in what is fast becoming one of the most important regions on the planet. It doesn't require anything more than basic common sense to understand that Denmark, Europe, the United States, and the entire free world would be better off if Washington, rather than Copenhagen, took the lead on defending Greenland. The idea of the United States purchasing Greenland is hardly some wild brainstorm cooked up on social media. [...] https://amac.us/newsline/politics/europe-should-be-begging-trump-to-buy-greenland/

Good for you for doing your research.

How frustrating! I've not heard of a requirement for health insurance -- holy mackerel. To clarify, is it the Bermuda consulate that's telling you of this need for insurance? If so, did they give her a 221(g) paper? Does the paper cite the precise code for the applicable statute? 1. HR departments sometimes contain the dregs of the company. Find superior officers and go up the chain. 2. Call a large insurer's corporate headquarters and find an executive who can advise you. Look on their website first to identify potential people. This will narrow down your time on hold and talking to innocently clueless support staff. 3. Contact your U.S. Congressman's office. They can research the statute and perhaps try to influence the consulate. Go to the Congressman's official website and look for a form ("release" or "authorization" of some kind) that gives their office your permission to intercede on your behalf. Given the nature of your situation, I'd telephone the office in Washington, DC and ask for the Immigration Liaison. If the insurance requirement is brand-spanking-new or sounds curious, or if the C.'s office can't influence the consulate (highly likely), the C.'s office might be able to give you the name of the Section Chief of the Immigrant Visa Unit at the consulate. Send an e-mail to the consulate with "Att'n. Section Chief [name]" as the Subject line, give your wife's name and A#, describe the problem and your good-faith efforts, and ask for his advice or outright approval. Note that Congressmen themselves can't directly contact consulates because of Ethics rules; they must delegate this to staff. You're urged to report back to us here -- if this is indeed some new policy, we'll need every detail of your experience and what you learn.

Thread is shifted from the K-1 Case Progress subforum to the K-1 Process forum.

Scintillating Tuesday repartee, yawn man. ----- Thrilling Tuesday report, see man: Mini-B. resolved to awaken/prep earlier, resolute wee man. It didn't happen, no man. We had to yell yet again, roust carcass wee man man. He did make the skoolbus, mirabile dictu man. Miu was so mellow as to be almost comatose, major-mellow miu man. We immediately attempted Siesta #1, try to zzz we man. We dozed for maybe only a couple of minutes, exhausted we man man. Knocked another item off Mama T-B.'s list, off-knock we man. Mama T-B. then called for our service, comply we man. We arrived just in time for lunch, man. We consumed chicken parm, peas, and (?) couscous, ingest we man. After service to Mama T-B., we took to the casa Many (2+1) half-sandwiches, ingest we man. This enabled Siesta #2, did NOT want to awaken we man man. Din-din was nuked burnt pork ends (Aldi), air-fried tater tots (Aldi), and r'br, ingest Two Guys man. Movie night was most of an NBA game, watch Two Guys man. Many (2+1) bowls of Costco popcorn were consumed, ingest Two Guys man. This tallies to Many (2+2+1) for the week, half of minimum weekly quota man. No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. Mini-B. is actually far earlier in bedtime prep tonight than usual, probably tired wee man man. We are beginning to compile materials for HOA Board meeting, Thursday man. We must also begin wrapping Mini-B.'s birthday presents, some of them for little orange mini-miu man. And that was/is our thrilling Tuesday, report we man.

Welcome to the forum! 1. See 3. below. 2. See 3. below. 3. Your success throughout this legal-immigration process relies upon reading carefully, interpreting instructions literally, and responding completely and accurately. Accordingly, submit all court and police records that show the charges and completed dispositions for every offense.

View it as an early step of progress among many more to come.

So do we! Cheering for you here.

Wonderful! Be sure to tell us all about it.

The end is in sight. A satisfying side benefit is filling in that final box of our VJ timeline.

It's fine. Good to see a post from someone of my VJ and USCIS "era."

Thrilling Monday report, see man: What a day, si man. Awoke at o'dark-Many to prep Mini-B. for skool, occupational hazard of parenting man. We urged him to shake it, drag-footing wee man man. We kept yelling at him to shake it, man. We prepped him Costco chicken melts, ingest hurriedly wee man man. We had to rewarm them, that late wee man man. He barely made the skoolbus, at least he did make it man. Siesta #1 failed, too-caffeinated we man. The Project Manager came over, caucus about finishing job he and we man man. We agreed that it was best to not finish the trim if body is to be repainted, know this Thursday man. Most of the Mexicans went to next job, two staying to replace screens man. Job clean-up was outstanding, amazed we man. We paid $Many,000 for the job, really nice work man. PM later sent us rock-bottom bid for repainting, surprisingly low man. We hope to get HOA or management co. to help with it, probably know this Thursday man. Made several calls on behalf of Mama T-B., call we man. Texas indeed has a process to send field people to homebound invalids who need State IDs, wow man. Mama T-B. will have someone visit in Many (2x2x2) days, it sounds like man. Breakfast/lunch was 2 ham-&-cheese sandwiches, ingest we man. Siesta #2 failed, yard crews man. We also got Many voicemails during that attempt, ignored but disruptive nevertheless man. Called refurbished-appliance place where we'd gotten our last dryer Many (1 Manyzen +1) years ago man. They didn't have an exact replacement, man. However, they had something similar, purchase right at closing time by phone we man. Drive-out price = $Many00 ($2x2x2x2x2x2x2x2 + 2x2x2x2x2x2 -2-2-2), steal F$WM man. Delivery will be sometime Wednesday, rejoice we man. Most voicemails were from Mama T-B., insistent senior she man man. She wants us to start on her taxes NOW, not many data to work with yet man. We can perhaps mollify her by doing more small things, at least a Manyzen of those too man. We did not leave the casa except to try to retrieve Mini-B., always skoolbuses to ex-Mrs.-T-B.'s casa man. As he closed her garage door, it went off its track, off-rocker garage door man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B., who was out, told him by phone not to leave the casa, fruitless trip for us man. We could have spent our entire day in our casa otherwise, almost achieved it man. Amidst all this, we managed to dish the warsher, only one day late man. Din-din was shepherd's pie from Aldi, ingest Two Guys man. NFL football was then watched, magnificent outcome man. Two bowls of Costco popcorn were consumed, ingest Two Guys man. This makes 2 for the week, anemic start but recovery possible man. No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. Mandatory visit to Mama T-B. on Tuesday, required for we man man. Must try to accomplish a lot of her stuff plus our own, not to be possible man. And that was/is our thrilling Monday, report we man.

P-Math* number precised, see and si man. *see first page of thread, see man To be even more precise, you may say "from about Many (2x2x2x2 + 2x2x2 +1) feet," si man. You may also say "from about Many (2 Manyzen +1) feet," si man. P-Math is elegant and flexible, si and whee man. Let us invest in the provider companies, name them man. You should invest in POTS (Pre-Owned Toilet Seats)*, si man. Buy today and receive a handsome 0.000001% rebate off full retail, $i and whee man! More seriously, we think that prednisone should be a Major Food Group, conclude we** man. **but not our adrenal gland man The orthopedists' best friends, si and sigh man. May you soon have at least one leg left to stand on, si man.

We will put her up against ex-Mrs.-T-B., battle to the death man... He's a gigantic Theater person and enthusiastically took "break a leg" to the ultimate, si D ma'am!

So you didn't even have one leg left to stand on, and you aren't an upstanding individual, huh man? "Oh, snap, si man," as the British might say, jolly good man. The dependency was scary or her transportation was scary, huh man?

Great!

"My wife says I don't listen to her... or something like that," si man.

For fear? Who would pay anything extra if they could avoid it?

Congratulations!

Congratulations!

Very few questions here are dumb. You don't support your parents, and they're effectively your landlords. You don't support your grandfather. Others here will reply with optimal instructions.

Country-specific thread is moved from the CR-1 Case Progress subforum to the Philippines regional forum.

Thrilling Sunday report, see man: We awoke before alarm, sigh man. We had a mental plan for the day, productivity man. We had no plans to leave the casa, ideal Sunday man. Breakfast/lunch was 2 ham-&-cheese sandwiches, ingest we man. We warshered our one LL earlier than usual, prompt we man.c We siesta'd during the warshering process, zzz we man. However, when we hit the dryer Start button, nothing happened, man. We phoned Mini-B. to see if ex-Mrs.-T-B.'s dryer was in use, ex-Mrs.-T-B. attending a class man. Mini-B. thought that it wasn't, irritated wee man because we interrupted his game man. We took our warshered stuff to ex-Mrs.-T-B.'s casa, so much for not leaving casa man. Unfolded stuff was inside dryer, why were we surprised man. About Many (2+1 or 2+2) nearby baskets were already filled, why were we surprised man. We rousted Mini-B. to find or clear a basket, irritatedly cooperative wee man man. We removed dryer contents and inserted ours, bake we man. We then went to supermarket, critical shortage of Powerade Zero grape for we man man. Place was mobbed on a Sunday afternoon, and this is why we never go then man. Of course, the only sold-out Powerade flavor was ours, we man. We got Gatorade Zero grape instead, inferior and overpriced man. We then retrieved an Rx for Uncle T-B., in great need senior he man man. We returned to casa to fridge our Gatorade, fridge we man. We returned to de-bake our LL, DeBakey of LLs we man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. was back, tired-but-upbeat ex-she man man. Mini-miu was out in back yard, prowling like a little orange lion man. We folded our LL on living-room couch, not our preference man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. asked if we wanted din-din, just about already prepared man. She began up-warming it and stinking up the casa, perfect for a newly done LL man. Din-din was spaghetti + meatballs + assorted green/wax beans + baby carrots, typical of ex-she man man. We confirmed that no cilantro was involved, BIG surprise so ingest we man. We then left with our LL after exhorting them to come to our casa before sundown, see post above man. Nothing that we had planned got done, hosed man. Nothing of Mama T-B.'s that we had planned got done, hosed man. We not only now have revised HOA prep but also dryer-hunting, and man. No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. We are trying in vain to embed Mini-B. in time, vain we man. Monday includes everything above and probably more, hosed day already man. And that was/is our thrilling Sunday, report we man.

There is when she forgets what she's trying to say, sigh man. Si, man. Gracias, man. Well, we weren't going to, but then we told ex-Mrs.-T-B. & Mini-B. to come before sunset, see man. Mini-B. is disappointed and rates the color only Many on a 1-to-Many scale, sigh man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. thinks we're an idiot, si man. She raised several fair points regarding Mini-B., resale value, and other arenas, si man. She said she's not returning to this casa for any reason until color is changed, sigh man. We think that, to keep the peace and also mollify the HOA, we should repaint, $igh man. We have a plan to get the HOA to fund part or all of it, think we man.