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Scintillating Tuesday repartee, yawn man. ------- Thrilling Tuesday report, see man: Hip initially hurt less than ever, effective HSM man. Got Mini-B. breakfasted, groggy we man. Went back for siesta #1, fairly successful zzz we man. Had doc appointment, uneventful and routine man. Got lunch from contiguous Subway*, ingest at casa we man. *WUOC + gift card, financially savvy we man. Awful news is that this Subway's last day was today, surprise man. They had only a good lunch business, dead after 2 p.m. man. They'd tried to remedy this but finally decided to close down, sigh man. Now the nearest one is not too far but hard to get to and often out of the way, sigh man. The next-nearest one is run/staffed by incompetents, man. We will not let this hamper our use of coupons or gift cards, financially determined we man. Siesta #2 was successful, zzz we man. Miu was exceptionally quiescent all day, quiescent miu man. Hip continued to do quite well, thank the Great Sky-Chimp man. Din-din was weenies + beans, ingest Two Guys man. We suggested to Mini-B. & ex-Mrs.-T-B. that their new orange miu should be named Naranjito, "little orange man" man. Mini-B. says that he's already responding to his shelter-given name, bummer man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. says that Naranjito is a small town near Guayaquil, Ecu man. It was Parent Night at Mini-B.'s hyskool, attend we man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. was supposed to pick us up, less parking hassle man. She was nonresponsive, go by ourself we man. She showed up later, looking tired ex-she man man. Skoolteechurs spent most of their Many (2x2x2 +2)-minute sessions yakking about themselves, man. Most of them assign in-class hoamwurk, only remedy against A.I. man. The problem is that parents have no way to know how well or poorly their stoodent is doing until grades are posted, lock barn door after horse is thieved man. Our hip was completely hosed after a couple of stair-flights, ow ow OW OW OW and man. We could barely make it to the T-B.-mobile or walk within the casa, man. Whoever invented stairs should be exhumed and murdered in cold blood, we man. No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. Mama T-B. needs us on Wednesday, comply we man. And that was/is our thrilling Tuesday, report we man.

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Someone has to take a stand and call a spade a spade. Unless the UK does something definitive and soon, it'll be taken over.

It sounds either commercial or criminal. Were any funeral homes/crematoria put out of business anywhere within a day's drive? Any gang or narco activity within a day's drive, with deaths but victims missing? Follow-up on this will be interesting.

Many countries are like this -- Costa Rica is just one, I think. The consulates know about and are used to the situation. Describe it as best you can in terms of the local structure: "Main street, 4 blocks south, turn left, 3rd house on right" or whatever the typical convention is. And maybe it can be sent by e-mail.

Welcome to the forum! Unless someone here knows of a formal process, either attach a note or letter to the DS-160 transmission, or send a separate e-mail just afterwards to Guangzhou (with the beneficiary's A number in the Subject line) to explain your situation and suggest how long you'd like to delay further progress. Consulates can revalidate petitions in 4-month increments for up to a year. Politely emphasize that you would like a 4-month extension of petition validation, and ask for confirmation. If your situation takes longer than 4 months or looks as though it might, e-mail again and ask for another extension. Again, ask for confirmation.

Situation is resolved happily, so this thread is now closed. Congratulations on the approval!

Check this.

Welcome to the forum! Sorry about your trauma. In general, the shorter such letters are, the better. Others here may have specific suggestions. I recommend that you get your letter reviewed by an attorney who has experience in filing waiver claims, or by an immigration-support service that has access to such an attorney. If I think of one specifically, I'll send the information to you by private message.

Soc89, you'd do well to front-load your new petition with evidence of a bona fide relationship. It used to be, and may still be, that the U.S. consulate in Vietnam wants a detailed "relationship timeline." Of course, all this is moot if your petitioner has lost interest in continuing or lacks the energy to meet up with you again.

You're welcome. I used this site, which is invaluable: https://tools.usps.com/zip-code-lookup.htm

*** Thread is moved from Off Topic to the India regional forum. *** For that street address, Atlanta is official and Sandy Springs is recognized, according to usps.com. You're fine and can relax.

Finally, justice! Jonathan Turley writes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Judge who fined Trump $500M gets the books thrown at him In New York, a court revealed that a leading citizen had cooked the books by inflating questionable figures without any support in reality. Moreover, his wild overvaluation was widely viewed as motivated by his self-aggrandizement. The final reported figures are so absurdly inflated that they were rejected in their entirety. In the end, he was off by over half a billion dollars. That man is Judge Arthur Engoron. After a New York appellate court unanimously threw out Engoron's absurd half-a-billion-dollar judgment and interest against President Donald Trump, the irony was crushing. It was Engoron who seemed, as he characterized Trump witnesses, as having "simply denied reality." It made his notorious reliance on an assessment of Mar-a-Lago as worth between $18 million and $27.6 million seem like good accounting. In the end, he could not get a single judge to preserve a single dollar of that fine. [...] https://www.foxnews.com/opinion/judge-who-fined-trump-500-million-gets-books-thrown-him

Scintillating Monday repartee, yawn man. ----- Thrilling Monday report, see man: Mini-B. got to bed fully 2 hours late, man. He paid for it today, groggy wee man man. We took our BP meds as usual, ingest we man. They hosed us, too-low BP man. We were lifeless all day, real struggle man. Wanted only to zzz but couldn't, see below man. Lunch was Modified Tuna Glop*, ingest we man. *total cost of components = less than $Many, financially savvy we man Wanted desperately to zzz but got call from Mama T-B., desperate senior she man. We brought supplies and did requested reorganization of her meager possessions, reorg we man. Stayed for about an hour, stay we man. Mini-B. de-skoolbussed at ex-Mrs.-T-B.'s casa, check on new miu man. We were able to zzz for an hour, blessed zzz we man. Mini-B. cranky upon arrival, cranky wee man man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. had yelled at him for staying up too late AND failing a Biology test, ex-she man man. We lacked energy to yell but made the same points, unified parental front man. Din-din was bagged salad + hot dogs, ingest Two Guys man. Mini-B. then hastily adjourned to his room to avoid more lectures, absented wee man man. We found a way to check Mini-B.'s skool test/assignment scores, mostly pretty awful man. When we checked on Mini-B., he was sprawled across his bed zzz-ing, BIG surprise man. We asked him nonaccusingly about the status of/reasons behind what we'd seen, ask we man. He pretty much admitted what sounded like the truth, trust we man wee man man. Maybe he will turn over a new leaf, turn-leafing wee man man. Movie night was another Breaking Bad episode, watch Two Guys man. Many (2+1) bowls of Costco popcorn were consumed, ingest Two Guys man. This tallies to Many (2+2+2+1) for the week already, well on way to quota man. No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. Parent Night at Mini-B.'s skool on Tuesday eve, plan attendance we and ex-she man man. And that was/is our thrilling Monday, report we man.

Are you asking (per thread title) people who began the process specifically in 2009?

We're here to help. Let us know how you ultimately proceed, and how it goes -- it's educational for others.

Thread is closed in favor of nearly identically-themed thread in the Removing Conditions forum.

If they dig further, shrug your shoulders and repeat what you told the first officer -- and us. Your consulate was closed, and you had no power to change the situation, your circumstances changed, etc. You might even close your explanation with an innocent, "We acted in good faith. How would YOU have handled the circumstances at the time, sir/ma'am? I'm sincerely curious."

Thread is moved from the K-1 Process forum to the Removing Conditions forum -- OP is at that stage. Your reasoning obviously satisfied the USCIS officer, and it's in your file. Proactively volunteer this information during your ROC interview and ASK whether it's a problem. It sounds like it is not, because otherwise you'd never have been granted your first green card.

Thank you (finally). Which CONSULATE?

Thread is moved from the K-1 Case Progress subforum to the Social Security Numbers subforum.

Good research to find an illuminating non-paywalled article -- gracias.

This is slightly better than "experiencing homelessness" -- 🤮.

Great book review, and reminders that can enrage all of us all over again. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Here's A Pile Of Evidence Lockdowns Would Never Have Happened Without Corporate Media [...] Although a part of me wants to join many Americans in pretending lockdowns are all in a misty, distant past, I can't do that, because to forget would dishonor the suffering. It would deliberately discard what we learned at so great a price. I want to see and preserve evidence of the evils our political class and Democrat voters continue to inflict. Remembering may be the only way to help prevent or dilute repeated mass psychoses. This is why I read An Abundance of Caution, a book out in April by the left-leaning journalist David Zweig, who has bylines in The New York Times, The New Yorker, The Atlantic, and The Wall Street Journal. Zweig meticulously inspects a linchpin of the surreal U.S. lockdowns, extended school closures, against good evidence available not just weeks after they began but well before. [...] https://thefederalist.com/2025/08/21/heres-a-pile-of-evidence-lockdowns-would-never-have-happened-without-corporate-media/

Thrilling Sunday report, see man: Hip was better than usual most of the time, be thankful for little crumbs of happiness we man. Miu was aysheep all day and even escaped outside briefly, catch escaped miu we man. Ran errands, errand we man. Breakfast/lunch/din-din (at nearly Many p.m.) was Subway*, ingest we man. *bought WUOC + gift card, financially savvy we man A mostly successful siesta was taken, zzz we man. Single LL was conquered and the warsher dished/de-dished, domestic we man. Went to pick up Mini-B. for Two Guys week, Two Guys man. Met the new miu, came home Saturday and worried about its care we man. He's a little orange tabby, Many (2+2) months old and weaned, adorable little orange boy man. Mini-B. had been spending much time with him, good thing man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. purchased all supplies except for a brush and a dangly-toy, inexperienced ex-she man man. Mini-miu seems to be adjusting, active but still hiding man. He's so cute and little, cute mini-miu man. Mini-B. wants to bus home from skool to that casa in order to check on mini-miu, parental wee man man. We are smitten by our new Grandmiu, smitten we man. Movie night was 2 Breaking Bad episodes, only a few more left man. Many (2+2) bowls of Costco popcorn were consumed, ingest Two Guys man. This goes a long way toward weekly quota, confident we man. Afterward, Mini-B. asked for a sheet of paper to do a skool assignment, curious time to begin it man. We heard banging and thumping from his room, obviously upset wee man man. He then came downstairs with a bunch of his pencils snapped in half, destructive wee man man. He's more than an hour overdue to be embedded, trashed-tomorrow wee man man. And ex-Mrs.-T-B. had asked him about hoamwurk, grill ex-she man wee man man. Mini-B. cannot continue these casual last-minute antics in hyskool, no man. We aren't sure of the best way to get this across, ideas solicited man. No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. And that was/is our thrilling Sunday, report we man.