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The best being the one that I initially suggested.

A regional or local bank should be more flexible than the giant ones.

They don't want to offend the, uh, Amish.

As long as they're banned from the U.S., who cares?

At least we finally have a functional Justice Department.

Thrilling Sunday-on-Monday report, see man: We got to bed at half-past Many (2+1) a.m. on Sunday, exhausted we man. Took HSM, crucially necessary man. Zzz'd like an illegitimate male child till alarm at half-past Many (2x2x2 +2) a.m., zzz we man. Felt no better for most of the day, no man. Did not leave the casa, perfect Sunday and cleared by Mama T-B. man. It monsooned through most of day, fortunate that we killed ourself mow-lawning on Saturday man. Lunch was onecan of Progresso soup*, ingest we man. *bought at Saturday's ES, financially savvy we man Attempted siesta not particularly helpful, bushed we man. Managed to conquer LL, domestically victorious we man. Din-din was toucans of Chef B. Beefaroni, ingest we man. Mini-B. came for Two Guys week, to be truncated after Friday for Ecu departure of wee man man. Miu quite excited to see Big Bruddah again, thrilled miu man. Movie night aborted because of internet outage, man. Nevertheless, 2 bowls of Costco popcorn were consumed, ingest Two Guys man. Monday will be busy with canceling Mama T-B.'s previous set doc appointments, can't get to them man. Must call Mama T-B.'s long-term care plan, paid into it for Manycades and now in need man. Should mount TV with help of kindly neighbor, Mounties we man. Should try to line up movers with no furniture picked and no storage place rented, man. No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. And that was/is our thrilling Sunday, report we man.

Four hours is typically recommended and ample.

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Thrilling Saturday-on-Sunday report, see man: The day began almost normally, weird man. Mama T-B. didn't call for some time, no man. When she did, she was calm and rational, si man. The maintenance dude had fixed her TV and explained how he could help with room decor, si man. Mama T-B. said that she & we should discuss furniture later, si man. Breakfast was 2 hard-boiled eggs, ingest we man. We erranded and ES'd, weird feeling man. Lunch/din-din was Chinese buffet*, ingest Many (2+1) heaping plates of hibachi beef + 1 of watermelon we man. *not that one, shaddap Bro G man At the casa, we were in deep need of a siesta, none for who knows how Many days man. Mama T-B. called right beforehand with more items needed, call senior she man we man man. She wanted to know when we were going to visit, "why are you ignoring me man" man. We explained that it would be later, siesta + casa duties man. Mama T-B. suspiciously grilled us, grill senior she man we man man. We squealed that one urgent need was to mow the lawn, in near-desperate condition man. Mama T-B. reamed us a new one, two buttholes now for we man man. We tried to explain that mowing could occur only during daytime and visits could occur anytime, reason we man. Mama T-B. wouldn't have it, told us that Heaven & Papa T-B. were watching, and hung up on us, bye man. We tried to siesta, not difficult man. Exactly halfway through, Uncle T-B. phoned us for an update, how does he always know our siesta times man. We pretty much resumed our siesta, but it was not the same, zzz and no man. Dealt with gastrointestinal issues from lunch/din-din, occupational hazard of pigs man. Mowed entire lawn, back yard couldn't have waited one more day man. Many (2+1) sweatbands were consumed, 2 job 1 recovery man. We then went to Mama T-B.'s old crib to collect items, collect we man. We called Mama T-B. to announce our pending arrival, announce we man. Mama T-B. said to wait outside her room because she expected to be changed, linens/underwear man. We arrived at Resisted Living at Many (2x2x2 +1) p.m., now dig this man. We saw a nooser coming from Mama T-B.'s room, see we she man man. We asked her if she were finished, si man. She muttered something in thick dialect, perhaps African man. We asked her twice to repeat herself, mumbling in dialect she man man. She rolled her eyes at us and said, "We ah feenish changing huh, si man," si man. We entered room and saw sweet young nooser consoling an upset Mama T-B., si man. Both nooser & Mama T-B. confirmed that the departing nooser had "manhandled" Mama T-B., egad man. Young nooser described it and was even more upset than was Mama T-B., si man. "I tried to tell her not to be rough and how to turn your mom, but she wouldn't listen, si and no man," si man. Night Supervisorette then popped in to say that she would call the Head Nooser, report incident man. We collected more info from young nooser & Mama T-B., collect we man. Mama T-B. said, "I don't think that that one should be anywhere any patient, no man," si man. Young nooser left after another apology, really sweet chica man. Mama T-B. wondered how to report this incident, si man. We texted the Executive Director, good sympathetic dude man. He wrote back almost immediately, see man: "Thank you for letting me know and we will investigate these concerns immediately, si man. How's about I meet with Mom Monday morning and then I'll contact you, si man." Per Mom's request, [mean nooser] has been notified that she will not tend to her moving forward, no man," si man. Mama T-B. then groused to us about the Head Nooser, pushy abrasive chica agree we man. Mama T-B. then groused about her lack of storage space, no furniture man. We tried to prompt her to pick something, man. Mama T-B. said, "I can't pick if I don't know whether what I want will fit, no and no man," man. We had previous measurements scribbled all over Many scraps of paper, egad man. Mama T-B. kept asking about various furniture pieces going here or there or yon, fumble for numbers we man man. Mama T-B. then said, "It will be impossible for me to let you loose throwing things away, si man. You will bring the furniture here with their contents and a bunch of empty bags so I can tell you what to keep here and what to donate, si man," si and man. This would necessitate our bagging stuff only to unbag and sort it later, no way to run a railroad man! We told Mama T-B. this, probably very poor timing man. Mama T-B. soon threw us out, nearly midnight man. We returned to the old crib to collect more wants, si man. We made a 1-page list of all furniture measurements, re-measure we man man. This might give us an idea of what will fit where, maybe a fighting chance man. Returned to our casa at 1 a.m. Sunday, return we man. Ravenous miu demanded din-din, service miu we man. Miu then wanted brushing, accommodate miu we man. Miu then wanted to play, throw feather-rollers we man to miu man. No party with the rubias tonight, almost sunrise now man. Sunday will feature a caucus with neighbor about mounting Mama T-B.'s TV, mount we man. We will then discuss furniture pieces and placements, we man. We hope to have laundry time, not looking promising man. It's also the start of a short** Two Guys week, Two Guys man. **ex-Mrs.-T-B. takes Mini-B. to Ecu in early July, see man And that was/is our thrilling Saturday, report we man.

Saturday-on-Sunday ES report, see man: Beyond all hope*, we were able to attend 2 of the Many (2+1) itineraried ESs on Saturday, si man. *see Thrilling Saturday-on Sunday report, see man Each yielded the take, see man: -- nearly full large Pantene, bath towel, Manycans ([2+2]cans) sardines, onecan Progresso soup, nearly full tube Crest + Scope toothpaste = $Many ($2x2x2 +2), OK man -- ream notebook paper, new composition book, 2 belts, 2 t-shirts for Mini-B., cargo shorts in our new waist size, new baseball, new rubber mallet, Many-outlet ([2+2+2]-outlet) tap, NIP roll drywall-joint tape, NIP tupacs hollow-wall anchors = $Many ($2x2x2 +2+1), steal man Total = $Many ($2x2x2x2 +2+2+1)

Yee-HAAAAA! Thanks for having kept us apprised of your progress. Let us know about entry, her acclimation to our culture, et al.

We are obviously in intense need of our Official Weekly VAWA-Thread Joke: ===================================== WHAT YOU'RE ENTITLED TO Airman Jones was assigned to the induction center where he was to advise new recruits about their government benefits, especially their GI insurance. It wasn't long before Captain Smith noticed that Airman Jones had a nearly 100% record for insurance sales, which had never happened before. Rather than ask about this, the Captain stood in the back of the room and listened to Jones' sales pitch. Jones explained the basics of the GI Insurance to the new recruits, and then said, "If you have GI Insurance and go into battle and are killed, the government has to pay $200,000 to your beneficiaries. If you don't have GI insurance, and you go into battle and get killed, the government has to pay only a maximum of $6,000." "Now," he concluded, "Which bunch do you think they are going to send into battle first?"

After filing, your husband's status would be "applicant for Adjustment" -- or, more concisely, "Adjustment applicant." A lawyer told me of this terminology when Mrs. T-B. was in this phase. Absolutely accurate. He should carry the most recent documentation with him at all times. See this thread, which can apply to more than airports: http://www.visajourney.com/forums/topic/562879-cbp-at-tsa-airport-checkpoints-why-theyre-there-how-best-to-handle/#entry7784682

OP, your success in this immigration process depends on your ability to read carefully, interpret literally, and respond completely & accurately. "Any" means any, so interpret this instruction literally.

This desire is prevalent, perhaps nearly universal, among Filipinas who come to the U.S. It's cultural. You must completely determine the extent of this support before you marry. If you yourself intend to build a financially secure family life, and she's sending your/her money home, then what?

He destroyed the evidence too late.

"Anyone Donald Trump hates."

Thrilling (!!?) Friday-on-Saturday report, see man: We awoke before the alarm, throw us out of the human race man. We weighed Many.0 lbs, nearly setting all-time low adult weight man. Breakfast (!) was 2 hard-boiled eggs, ingest we man. We ordered Mama T-B. a Many-inch ([2x2x2x2x2 + 2x2x2x2 -2-1]-inch) TV from Worst Buy, order we man. It was Many% -- si man, Many% -- off, financially savvy we man. We tried to recruit Ecu handyman to wall-install it, couldn't do till Sunday Ecu he man man. We were able to recruit kindly neighbor to help with TV, see below man. We consummated a lucrative 2-year CD for Uncle T-B., different bank than previously attempted man. We got/returned the Interest Payout form, monthly income for Uncle T-B. man. Within 2 hours, it was processed/approved, pretty good for a busy bank man. Mama T-B. called to say that 2 hours prior, she was supposed to have a bath in Many ([Manyzen - 2+2]) minutes, we man. We called the off-site hospice coordinatrix, promise action she man. Later, Mama T-B. called back, hysterical and in tears man. Hospice crew had manhandled her during bath, hurting "good" shoulder and tender legs man. We were about to go righteously aysheep, enraged we man. Mama T-B. cried about these Many issues, see man: -- nowhere to put her stuff, no storage and couldn't reach it anyway man -- no one will bring her any cold water, repeated requests man -- no railings or halos to hang on to, no way to adjust position or not fall out of bed man -- no one to get her UP so she can try to do self-Fizzicle Therapy, no one man -- no help to brush her teeth, unbrushed for Many (2x2x2 +1) days in hospital & Resisted Living (RL) man -- the head nooser is a "snit," we've also met her and can see that evaluation man -- no way to tell which "helpers" are Facility and which are Hospice, no man -- employees can't speak understandable English, no man We texted the Executive Director and told him that Mama T-B. was disconsolate to the max, si man. We mentally planned to go out and bash some skulls, displeased we man. Instead, we blew to Costco Business Center for Subway gift cards, financially savvy we man. We stopped at one ES on the way back, weekly streak still somehow alive man. Lunch was at Subway*, worst location ever man. *WUOC + gift card, financially savvy we man Only words from employees were "just a minute, si man... just a second, si man... just a minute, si man," si man. They also had no water from the soda fountain, required we man to buy a drink man. Were it worth it, we'd have called Corporate, that bad man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. called to say that she would take Mini-B. to basketball camp if we couldn't, issue perhaps resolved man. Action was apparently taken at RL, si man. ExDir gave Mama T-B. a giant TV atop an old dresser, that's one tangible thing man. He personally got down on the floor to fix the cable box, si man. We suspect that other issues were dealt with, too, suspect we man. Mama T-B. said that he's a very kind dude, true and thank heaven for that, si man. Stopped at Mama T-B.'s old crib for yet more items, pacify aysheep senior she man we man. Talked with in-casa services coordinatrix, seize any chance of around-clock care man. Rate was $Many/hour ($2 Manyzen + 2+2), comparable to other outfits man. That would be nearly $Many,000/month, not sustainable man. Went with coordinatrix to ExDir, caucus we and she and she man man. ExDir could discount rate by only $1 or $2, no substantial savings man. Coordinatrix will crunch numbers and get back with us Monday, pessimistic everybody man. We called Mama T-B. to report these findings, agree she man that this isn't feasible man man. Called neighbor to meet us at Worst Buy, call he man we man man. Uneventfully got TV & mounting, successful we man. Took very full T-B.-mobile very full of Mama T-B.'s requests while neighbor took TV, si man. Neighbor assembled and programmed TV, first part easy second part not, si and no man. Cute young non-rubia Business Managerette, working late, came to help, accommodating she man. Managerette said that Mama T-B. can freely decorate the inside of her room, positive reassurance man. Neighbor determined that a tilt mounting was needed, swap them on Saturday we man. He will return to wall-mount new TV, kindly he man. Neighbor highly supportive of Mama T-B., much-needed man. Discussed furniture needs with Mama T-B., si man. Mama T-B. concludes that only a laptop will suffice, abandon desktop she man. More room measurements were taken, measure we man. After he left, we offloaded all Many00 requested supplies, most acceptable to Mama T-B. man. Mama T-B. still frustrated at no storage and having to keep all supplies in bag on bed, suboptimal man. We promised sufficient storage, promise we man. Din-din was Mama T-B.'s nearly untouched plate, ingest we man. It was a nondescript hamburger steak, Many (2+2) French fries, corn goulash (?), and an unidentifiable cookie-type dessert, quite average at best man. Returned to old casa for newly requested items plus more measurements, return we man. We think that a favorite storage unit will fit in new casa, going to be tight if so man. Returned to our casa and hungry miu after Many (2x2x2 +1) hours out man. Din-dinned but otherwise ignored miu, exhausted we man. We have optimistically itineraried Many (2+1) ESs in vicinity of Worst Buy, itinerary we man. Were Saturday normal, we could have itineraried a solid one Manyzen ESs, oh well man. We desperately need to oil-change the T-B.-mobile, becoming crucial man. We also need to lawn-mow, Two Guys week approaching man. No party with the rubias, becoming a distinct pattern man. And that was/is our thrilling Friday, report we man.

Friday-on-Saturday ES report, see man: We squeezed in an ES on way back from an errand, enterprising we man. Nothing found, no man. Total = $0

Mama T-B. refuses to consider one from Bel Furniture, Chinese junk man. And we are forgiving your two P-Math transgressions, see and si Y ma'am. Not possible or feasible, no mam ma'am.

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

But aren't most women? [T-B. ducks as a hurled can of cling peaches whizzes by his head]

https://ifunny.co/picture/will-a-latina-be-the-death-of-you-si-yes-GlSeRN628?s=cl

A couple of us here obviously need a hobby.

Gracias, si D ma'am. ----- Thrilling (!!?) Thursday-on-Friday report, see man: We got to bed at 2 a.m. and were awakened FAR too early by Uncle T-B.'s call, man. "I have a rash all over my chest, si man. Is it from my antibiotics, huh man? Should I go to the hospital, huh man?" si and man. We told him to discontinue the antibiotics, almost done with them anyway man. We tried fruitlessly to do something (anything) on our own behalf, fruitless we man. Breakfast/lunch (after 2 p.m.) was onecan of Aldi chili + 2 hard-boiled eggs, finally ingest we man. We firmly told the aysheep Mama T-B. that we would get stuff from her casa, go to Costco for ourself, return to our casa with our Costco stuff, then bring her stuff to her, si man. We spent an hour rounding up stuff at her casa and caucusing with the Exec. Director about the pessimistic timeline for vacating the unit, understanding Executive she man. We went to Costco for Many items and returned with [Many + 1] items, restrained we man. Unfortunately, we must go to Costco Business Center for Subway gift cards, we man. Needy miu needed brushing/miu-lunch/miu-treats/love, successfully demand miu man. We arrived at Mama T-B.'s Resisted-Living place half-of-half an hour before Many (2+2+2) p.m., arrive we man. We told her beforehand that we were absolutely spent and could stay only to drop/store the stuff, si man. We again failed to leave lights on in our own casa and again regretted it, man. Mama T-B. kept us for over 2 hours while she painstakingly rearranged her stuff, bedridden she man. We tried to grin & bear it, grin bear we man. She also wanted to know why we hadn't bought her a lift recliner or wall TV yet, inquire she man. We said, "You told us yesterday that these weren't priorities, no man," si man. Mama T-B. began criticizing us for not moving any furniture in, waiting on HER to decide we man. We know the following, see man: -- We will kill ourself buying furniture, si man. -- She will criticize it and tell us to take it back, si man. -- We will kill ourself rounding up Ecu handyman + helper to move her stuff, si man. -- She will object to anyone seeing her in her present state, si man. -- She will further object to the furniture chosen to moved in and its placement, Many00% guaranteed man. Amidst all this, ex-Mrs.-T-B. called to say that she has signed up Mini-B. for a basketball camp during Two Guys week when our hands are over-full with Mama T-B., what the #### man?!! For some reason, we think that she's doing this on purpose, inkling we man. We have demanded a frank caucus about her reasoning, this is simply too much man. After the >2 hours with Mama T-B., we spent >2 hours rounding up stuff in her old casa, man. We barely had time to make it to the supermarket to get most of the unavailable toiletries, race we man. Mama T-B. will beef about the selection, prices, or both, almost assuredly man. Returned to our pitch-black casa and demanding miu, Where The Dickens Were You Again Daddy miu man. Fed miu but had no energy for love, bereft miu man. Took shower, highly necessary man. We have itineraried Many (2+1) ESs for Friday and will damn well attend all, 2, or 1, determined we man man. We will combine this with one or more shopping-trips for Mama T-B., of course man. Mama T-B. will suspiciously accuse us of attending "your sales," si man. We will respond that most caregivers are permitted one hour/day to do something for themselves, otherwise crack man. No party with the rubias, perish that inkling man. Miu is demanding attention, persistent miu man. To bed ~2 a.m. yet again, who will awaken us and for what this time man. And that was/is our thrilling (!!?) Thursday, report we man.