geminigirl: (Naomi in Sunglasses)
Let me tell you internet...having a baby who can sit up is a wonderful thing.



a few more behind the cut )

Playtime

Oct. 5th, 2008 12:36 am
geminigirl: (Naomi in Sunglasses)
I'm still getting over the nasty bug that caused sinus/ear infection and pinkeye. I took a nap this afternoon and Naomi's Daddy took her to the park. Here's something they did.

geminigirl: (Gay Dog)
We've been watching the Olympics for the last ten days or so, and we watched last night's men's beach volleyball gold medal match. We also watched the women's match the other night.

Upon the conclusion of the match, the two men who won embraced and celebrated.

[livejournal.com profile] zedrikcayne's comment on last night's win? "That's not nearly as hot as when the women won."

I just want to know why the women play in bikinis and the men in tank tops and shorts.
geminigirl: (Naomi in Sunglasses)
Took Naomi to Dr. Rich today. He declared that what's bugging her is likely growing pains or "teething syndrome"-he doesn't feel teeth yet but that doesn't mean her mouth doesn't hurt and basically told us we were doing the right thing and to keep it up. She's eleven and a quarter pounds now, growing well. And I am apparently doing a good job with her. He also complemented her eyes-they've gone to a kind of hazel color-a cross between mine and Cayne's I think.

Had she not decided to fuss, I'd have stopped to run errands on the way home, but she wanted to go home. We came home, she ate and she went to sleep for about five hours, waking only for a diaper change. I have no idea how this will affect her nighttime sleep, but if she's in a growth spurt right now, it may not affect her much at all. Still, I have some "must do" tasks this week.

I'm still on the hunt for a new bathing suit for myself, and for the Nacho...only three more months til we can do swimming lessons. I miss being in the water, but she's just too young for me to feel comfortable leaving her in childcare at the JCC right now so I need to wait til she's really old enough to be in there with me for any significant time. Right now, between the "no sunscreen" and everything else, we'll wait. I'll do something structured with her soon though.

I shopped online tonight- bought a couple of baby gifts, a toy for Naomi, and more diapers. I got a few that we know we like, but I also ordered a try it pack from Jillian's Drawers...we'll check out the new style Fuzzi Bunz (I have some old style that I like but I've heard mixed reviews on the new ones) and the Bum Genius stuff. We'll see what we do and don't like and supplement our diaper stash with that. I think I need some more premium prefolds, too, but I don't know where I want to get those from-probably GMD.

On the to do list this week...pick up Cayne's new glasses (most of Sunday was spent getting him new glasses cause he's been having headaches, so those should arrive during the week,) make eye exam appointment for me, get bloodwork for endocringologist appointment, call and change pulmonologist appointment, go to Chamberlins for teething tablets and whatever else we need there, go to bookstore, check out clearance sales on summer baby clothes so that Naomi has pretty stuff for later this year.

Now if I could figure out what was causing this unending funk. I was feeling good, now I'm feeling stuck with the blues. That and figuring out why "Disneyland is Closed". Ah well, it's all normal post-baby stuff I guess.
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Things have been a bit icky here lately. While I mostly feel good, my lungs are cranky. Cranky enough that my mother noticed I sounded winded on the phone yesterday and today. I've been feeling less than spectacular breathing-wise, and well, that's kind of an essential task. (Yes [livejournal.com profile] puzzld1 I promise I called my doctor.) So I call the OB who said "If you start using your inhaler more than 3 times a day call." And I was silly and forgot to ask what to do besides call. I've had issues with the triage nurses before-they seem to assume all patients are dumb, and this is no exception. I told her that while it wasn't urgent (I wasn't turning blue or anything) I did need a follow up call to find out what to do next-whether they were going to call in a prescription, whether I needed to go see another doctor, and so on. I have my routine appointment on Wednesday anyway, and so I'll mention the lack of a call back then, but more importantly I'll hopefully get some guidance about my lungs. Not breathing well is somewhere between frustrating and scary depending on how I'm feeling.

Oh and, my pharmacy has complied with the requirement to phase out CFC based inhalers. Fine. Most of us know the HFA propelled ones don't do the same job. Only problem? My insurance company covers the HFA albuterol as a tier 3 drug, which means they covered about five and a half dollars of it. So I can either pay nearly full price for it at the pharmacy, switch to a totally different rescue inhaler (anyone have experience with Xopenex-that, they'll cover as a tier 1 drug so I only pay $10) or get what the insurance company deems a 90 day supply via mail order for almost as much as the pharmacy. If I used it daily as a maintenance med, I'd do the mail order, but I'm not really using it that way so it doesn't make sense. *sigh* Usually my insurance isn't awful, but this is annoying me.

There was an issue with the dress I ordered for Cayne's holiday party (which is tomorrow night.) I'd put it off for about as long as possible, ordered four dresses in three colors and two sizes, only to discover that when I tried them on both of us preferred the green dress, which I had ordered in one size though I decided that a different size would be more comfortable. So, since I knew I was going to have to do a return anyway, on Saturday morning, I told him to go order the green dress in the size I liked...I went and finished getting dressed. He did it, and we decided to upgrade it to overnight shipping. The dress shipped on Monday morning, we expected it on Tuesday and it didn't show up. Somehow, UPS lost the package. After a circus of phone calls with the catalog I ordered the dress from, who then turned around to try and get UPS to trace the package, they shipped out a new one yesterday and told me they would refund the shipping on the dress, and I'd have the dress today. Which is fine and reasonable. This morning, our UPS guy shows up much earlier than he usually does (he arrived at about 9:20, his normal arrival time is between 2 and 3 in the afternoon.) He delivered two packages...each contained the same green dress. They've arranged for UPS to pick up one of the dresses on Monday, I have a green dress to wear tomorrow night.

We've been trying to get the house organized to have in laws here in January, and for the baby stuff. I'm starting to get to a place where it'll be okay to start getting the baby things we need to have to start with, though other things can wait. But it probably does make sense to start acquiring things in January or February rather than feeling overwhelmed in March.

Busy weekend planned...tomorrow I go let the vampires take my blood (thyroid panel, CBC, hemoglobin, hematocrit) then breakfast at First Watch (mmmm potatoes) then groceries and lunch and a nap before the party. Sunday we're going to spend the day with friends-the two pregnant people are baking cookies, and the other three (Cayne, Nick and Bob) are going to do "something manly." (Yes, it's been an on and off joke about this division of labor and such.)

And notes to various people because finding LJ posts to respond to would drive me crazy...

To the person who found out she was pregnant this week-congratulations, I'm so very happy for you.
To the person in the UK who is worrying me and who is having great stress in her chosen family-I'm thinking of you
To the person whose pregnancy has reached a point where the first word that comes to mind is "difficult" and the next one is "complicated" I am crossing my fingers that things ease up soon and that the little remaining time is much smoother.

And with that, I'm hungry and need something to eat.
geminigirl: (Find X)
Science answers the question "Why don't pregnant women tip over?"

posterity, link phobic, blah blah blah )

I just want to know who speced this design out? Both [livejournal.com profile] zedrikcayne and I can think of some modifications we'd like to see. He thinks women should come with levitation and telekinesis.

Oh, and in other amusing stories...my sister's response to yesterday's video "Fortunately, unlike your Canadian baby daddy, i received mine long ago with several boosters along the way." My sister and I may not always get along...we're very different people in many ways, but it's e-mails like that that make me appreciate how much she means to me.
geminigirl: (Umbrella)
I've taken to using this as a spot for just dumping things...I save them up and then make posts that are a collection of all the various things that have been going on.

Things like the weird dreams I've been having-most of them are about places that I used to have to go, like junior high school, where I had to talk about the people I had crushes on back then, or high school where I forgot my locker combination. And then there was the airplane dream. No one needs to tell me that the airplane dream was a birth dream....I dreamed about airplanes, on the ground, rolling through tunnels and into hangars that were smaller than their wingspans. Yeah, that was a birth dream.

There was the strange experience this morning. I got up and got out of bed and heard noise. Before I went to the bathroom or brushed my teeth, I went to investigate what it was, thinking that Cayne had left the TV on or something when he was getting ready for work, only to discover Cayne sitting on the couch watching TV-about an hour later than he usually leaves for work. I asked him what he was doing, and he responded "Sitting on the couch." I asked if he was taking the day off from work and he said "No, it's Saturday." I reminded him it was Friday and he looked shocked. He scurried off, got dressed very quickly and sheepishly headed in to work.

We got the second trimester screening results back-this looked at the risk of Down's Syndrome-1/3000, Trisomy 18 (Edward's Synrome)-1/10,000 and Spina Bifida-1/1600. That of course still means that there are plenty of other thing that could go wrong, but at least that's somewhat reassuring.

We bought a chair last weekend...it arrived the other day and is in a box in the living room, on it's side. It will probably stay there until we figure out what to do with the two chairs it's replacing (one spot is getting a chair, the other is getting a new filing cabinet, but I need to decide if I'm going to Freecycle or Craig's List or what with the old chairs.) But the box is right where a coffee table would go if/when we buy one for the living room. And it's become a hot spot for cats to nap in lately. I wonder if the same thing would happen with a coffee table.

The craving for salty foods is going to drive me crazy. I really wish I could cut back on them, but I can't get enough pickles. I'm going to go open another jar when I'm done with this post.

I hope the writer's strike doesn't mean that the new shoes I like on TV disappear. Not much in the way of new shows that we're watching, just Big Bang Theory and Chuck, I think. And on the subject of TV...NBC Universal has been going on and on this week about all sorts of environmental stuff. They also sent correspondents to the Equator, the Arctic Circle and Antarctica. And my first thought when I heard about this was "I wonder if they accounted for the environmental impact of moving crew and equipment there, and what they did to balance it."

We've both been reading Scott Westerfield's books-in particular the Uglies series. I finished the first one about a year ago, on one of our winter trips, picked up the second one months later and caught the third one on a remainder table at Borders recently. They're adolescent fiction, so they're quick reads, but they're pretty good. Someone at Border's suggested them to me last year. I gave Cayne the fist one when we were traveling recently and he liked it, devoured the second and third within a matter of days, and insisted on having the fourth one, which had just come out in hardcover, and between a coupon and a sale, it was reasonable. The third one felt unevenly written, but the fourth one, the writing has gone back to what we expected, but the concept is really interesting. I'm enjoying the concept of a reputation economy, though I'm wondering how different some of that is from the way adolescents currently live today.


And the links, since I collect them.

This one talks about post partum sex...someone fears that her vagina will be too loose after giving birth. And also on the subject of vaginae, [livejournal.com profile] slinkr pointed me at The New York Times on the word Va-jay-jay.

This one (text follows behind the cut) is about a woman who was asked to cover up or leave Universal Studios because she was breastfeeding. (The end result, by the way, is that Universal apologized to her, because Florida law allows her to breastfeed in public.)

The Cut )


There's also Abstinence Doesn't Curb Teen Sex

Read about how abstinence fails )

Has anyone looked into Sony's Digital Book Reader? Despite his hatred of Sony, [livejournal.com profile] zedrikcayne has suggested that if I want one, I should get it. I haven't really investigated it much yet, but the idea of being able to read while nursing late at night in the dark if I'm awake, for example, is kind of appealing. It's bigger than a Palm, which is also appealing, as I've always found reading on my Palm screen rather irritating. Does anyone know more about it than I do?

We're also starting to shop for cameras-it's amazing what's become lumped in with "baby expenses" even though they really have very little to do with the baby. The two things that first come to mind are more life insurance and the camera. We're looking for a point and shoot, throw into the diaper bag kind of camera. I bought Mom a Canon of some variety last year, and the camera that I'm replacing (nothing wrong with it but the LCD screen is shot, and frankly, the cost of the LCD replacement isn't worth it) is also a Canon.

In case you haven't read about it already, comment editing is in place for paid users. Can't edit a comment that's already been replied to, but it was nice when it helped me correct some bad HTML today.

Okay, that's enough. It's time for pickles.
geminigirl: (indecent exposure)
[livejournal.com profile] alibee posted this-an article about a married couple, husband and wife who don't live together, and who, as I understand from the article, never have.

I can't imagine that working for my relationship with [livejournal.com profile] zedrikcayne. It's not compatible with our relationship and how we function as a couple. I'm wondering what others think about this-would you call this "marriage" or would you call it something else? Would you be able to make the kind of committment that your perception of marriage includes and live like this, or would it not work for you?

Then there was this post in [livejournal.com profile] parenting101. I've been involved in similar discussions elsewhere, too. It's about what to call a child's genitals. As we approach parenthood even more, this is something we've talked about; in my house, (mostly) proper names were used (I say "mostly" because my vulva and entire genital region were referred to as "vagina" but it's close enough, I think.) It doesn't make sense to me to not teach children proper names for body parts.

There's also this story I saw linked in [livejournal.com profile] catling's journal about Pat Robertson calling for a ban on pet adoptions by same sex couples. Yes. You read it correctly. And I was glad I didn't have a beverage when I read it. This is from "The Pace Press"-the student newspaper of Pace University (which is a legitimate university.)

Anyway, here's the article for your perusal, in case the link vanishes or you have trouble getting it to load...here )


For the sake of marital harmony, I must partly retract my complaint about chocolate from the other night. He stopped on the way home (even though he was working late) and brought me chocolate. And, as I picked through the giant bag of candy he did bring home, I discovered individually wrapped Lemonheads which are one of my favorite candies.

And last, for now...there was a post on a forum I frequent about sex for baby making, and how, when you're actively trying to conceive, sometimes it needs a bit more excitement. I wanted to share what I wrote, because, well, I'm in love. What can I say?

no graphic details about our sex life follow, but, for courtesy's sake, I cut it )

I've got another post brewing that comes from a conversation with my sister in law, but I need to more completely finish it before I post it.
geminigirl: (Twu Wuv)
If you saw this post last week, you may remember that my someone came home and announced that he'd lost his wedding ring.

On Saturday, it turned up. And he thought he'd mention it in an oh-so-casual way. "Oh, when I was getting up this morning, I moved the pillow and saw something shiny on the bed. It was my wedding ring."

I suspect, as was suggested the other day, that it got tangled in the sheets while he was sleeping and pulled off. He's lost a little weight recently and, while it's not really enough for him to want to get his ring sized (I don't blame him either) it's probably enough that with a good tug, his ring slipped off.

And if you're wondering how it could happen in his sleep...he sleeps more deeply than anyone else I know.
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First of all, I hope all the Canadians I know are enjoying the holiday today. We had a small dinner yesterday-the two of us, [livejournal.com profile] tronochick and our friends Scott and Erica. Cayne bought a turkey that was much larger than we needed (four people ate turkey-I'm still off of most foods) but I ate stuffing for supper and salad.

[livejournal.com profile] tronochick made up a pan of candied sweet potatoes, topped with marshmallows, and at one point, Scott and Cayne decided to take over the kitchen, and sent the three of us to go sit down at the dining room table. The two of them popped the sweet potatoes into the oven, and went on their merry way. Suddenly, from my seat at the table, I saw flames in the oven. The marshmallow topped potatoes had been placed too close to the element and were on fire. No damage, just smoke everywhere and charred marshmallows.

You can see [livejournal.com profile] zedrikcayne's attempt at solving the problem if you click the cut tag. )

Had an OB visit last week, and all is fine on the inside it seems (though I'm cranky because I have heartburn, a sore back from not being able to get comfortable in bed and terrible metal mouth taste going on.) I'm sitting here reading the occasional wedding planning community post though, and wondering how in the world April could be six months away.

And I present for you, the best headline I saw last week... Mr. Potato Head in ecstasy bust

because the text disappears )

And because I saved two other interesting articles, here they are for your perusal...

I think this one came from [livejournal.com profile] indigoeye

Something in the Way She Moves?
an interesting article about 'concealed ovulation', movement and perception of the signals that are sent. And exotic dancers. )

And finally, this one from my sister in law. Dove ad delves into the ugly side of beauty

the original has a video that's worth watching, but it'll probably go away, so for posterity, you know )

Okay, I'm going to enjoy sitting on my couch in sweats and my Socks the Cat t-shirt until my dear spouse arrives home with some dinner. Which will hopefully not make me want to barf. :)
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I wasn't feeling well this afternoon, and so I crawled into bed for a while.

The following conversation transpired while [livejournal.com profile] zedrikcayne was rubbing my back.

Him: "I'm not a doctor, but I really think you should drink some more, and if you're not feeling better in a little while, we'll go to the emergency room."

I mumble something about not feeling like sitting around in the ER because they're not going to do much for me.


He says, "I'm not a lawyer either."

I say, "And you're not an elephant either."

We dissolved into giggles at that point.
geminigirl: (Autumn-River)
Ever have your brain tell you some particular food would be a good idea and your body tell you "absolutely not"? I've been feeling like that today.

It seems that the stretch of 90 degree days is finally about to end here. My in laws were telling us that it was 3C and they had frost.

We hosted our Rosh Hashanna dinner on Friday night and it was wonderful. We had a great crowd, and good food, plenty of interesting and rowdy conversation and a generally good time. I was amazed to discover how much wine we'd gone through though. We'll have to replenish our supply at some point before the next event, which may be a Canadian Thanksgiving celebration at our place in a few weeks. Fortunately, I think the menu for Canadian Thanksgiving will be less extensive than the one for Rosh Hashannah. Rosh Hashannah left me pretty wiped out for the rest of the weekend though.

Oh, and in case I confused anyone last week when I was asking about vegan TVP...when I read the labels of the TVP in the grocery store, all listed some sort of "flavorings" but not specifically what kind of where they were derived from, which made me question whether they were actually vegan or vegetarian. I could however get Boca Burgers and the store brand patties that were specifically labeled "vegan" on their packages. I was rushing so I didn't compare the labels, but I would have been uncomfortable serving something prepared with the TVP that I wasn't certain was vegan based on the label.

I found a corn maze nearby, and I think Cayne and I will plan an outing to that, as well as the market that belongs to the farm. Twenty minutes away is nothing. And, they've got fall corn available, which I'll pick up soon. I'll also have them ship my Mom a dozen ears as part of her birthday gift next month. We've invited friends to join us for that, as well as for lunch at the Orlando Greek Festival which is the first weekend in October. It looks like things will get busy here again soon, since I'll also visit Maryland some time next month. Yay for real fall weather.
geminigirl: (indecent exposure)
It's been a while since we had a silly LJ poll here. But I'm very curious after watching [livejournal.com profile] zedrikcayne get dressed this morning. Here's the story:

I was sitting on the bed, and he was threading his belt into his pants. He threaded it before he put his pants on, then put his pants on, realized he'd threaded his belt backwards and pulled it out to re-thread it. I asked him about that...how he threaded it backwards when he always puts the buckle on the same side as the button. He pointed out that he'd never thought about it that way, which led to a conversation about whether or not people were aware of these things, and whether or not people were consistent with them, and whatnot. So, I present you with today's silly LJ poll. It's better than most of my recent content.

[Poll #1044545]
geminigirl: (Til Death Do Us Part)
Dear Spouse,

I am hungry. I have also been going to bed very early lately. And we had a discussion just a few days ago about eating supper earlier. Therefore, I appreciate even less than usual when I get phone calls from you at twenty after seven saying, "I haven't left work yet, I'm in an important beer fueled meeting,1 and it will be about another half an hour." This is especially irritating when you're responsible for two errands, which include picking up supper on your way home from work. I am hungry. I would like to eat supper at a reasonable hour, where it doesn't leave me feeling ill by bedtime.

No love,

Your Spouse


1. No, important beer fueled meeting is not a contradiction in terms. There is often beer in EA's offices, and frequently, late day meetings include beer and grilled burgers and hot dogs.

Letters...

Aug. 13th, 2007 11:20 am
geminigirl: (Disgruntled)
Dear Neighbor,

Painting your driveway with a sealant to prevent cracking is actually not a bad idea. Doing it now, when the weather has tended to be dryer than usual for the summer months is also not a bad idea. However, parking your Land Rover SUV in the middle of the street is a very bad idea. Especially when it impedes my ability to back out of my driveway. I realize that street parking is very limited on our cul-de-sac, but parking the 50 feet or so down the street where you won't impede access to my driveway, mailbox or trashcans would be a much better plan.

No love,

Me

Dear Husband,

Garlic cream sauce plus roasted garlic on your take out pasta last night=a very unhappy wife. Please to be remembering that you sweat garlic when there's a minimum of it in a dish, and an overwhelming amount like that is repulsive when I have to breathe it all night next to you-especially since you can't smell it coming out of your pores.

No love,
Your wife

Dear Referral Coordinator at my doctor's office,

An 8 AM appointment downtown coming from where I am is nuts. I appreciate the fact that your office makes the appointment for me, but to be there at 8 AM is crazy. I will think very hard about whether I want to try and reschedule that appointment, but I hope, in the future, I get to schedule my own appointments with this new doctor.

No love,

Me

Other than that, not much to say. An overly-social weekend, with a party Friday and a party Saturday. The party Saturday was an homage to the San Gennaro Feast plus a celebration of the second anniversary of the corporate relocation that brought us all here. (Greg, a colleague of Cayne's had complained "I can't go to San Gennaro, so San Gennaro will come to me." Complete with Italian food, sausage and peppers, zeppole and pictures of the Pope. Our friend Su's brother had returned from Myanmar where he'd been working with the Jesuit community there before he took his final vows, and was full of really fascinating stories about his work and his experiences.

Yesterday was housework/yardwork and a trip to the bookstore. We returned home to discover that the chicken I'd planned to cook for supper was spoiled, and so we ended up with take out (hence the letter to my dear spouse who overdid the garlic a bit.) Today, I have a quick trip to the grocery store planned, maybe some bill paying, and I'm not sure what else yet.
geminigirl: (Wanker)
We're watching the CNN/YouTube Debate at the moment. Here's a conversation we just had:

Cayne:"He's trying to tap dance around that question. If he can't tap dance around that question, he doesn't deserve my vote. I'm a Canadian and I know that."

Me:"You don't get a vote."

Cayne: "Okay, you're right, but you guys have namby-pamby debates down here."

(Follow with discussion of Prime Minister's Question Hour, and the shows "Yes, Minister" and "Yes, Prime Minster".)
geminigirl: (Adults)
It's been a bang up weekend. Yesterday was productive. This morning I got up, changed the sheets, and made waffles. I followed the impending baby news, and Cayne mowed the lawn. I paid bills and then we rather suddenly decided to go to a movie. We checked on the schedule and decided to go see Hairspray. I had high expectations and was pleasantly surprised. Cayne liked it more than I expected him to. I may send the soundtrack and a gift certificate to my Mom, who would probably enjoy it.

Dinner is now in the oven, and I'm recording the JK Rowling interview on Dateline NBC so that Cayne doesn't get spoiled by any of the things she said. Speaking of such things-he wants to know if he should put his "Snape is Loyal" or his "Snape will betray" sticker up. I know the answer, because I finished the book already, but he doesn't. Do I tell him, or not? (Any comments with spoilers will be screened...)
geminigirl: (Strong Woman)
Amusing Ebay Auction relating to the Transformers movie. Totally work safe. Read the FAQ.

In an effort to get a certain [livejournal.com profile] zedrikcayne to exercise more, since he won't go to the gym alone even though it's right across the street from his office, and hates the treadmill, we've invested in two Red Octane dance pads and a DDR Game. I've never really played DDR before, though it's a lot of fun, and I can see why he prefers this to other sorts of cardio. So, we've been playing DDR, and he enjoys it because he can beat me at it, though I seem to focus on simply doing better at each song than I've done before, rather than doing better than he does. But, and perhaps those of you who've played more DDR than I have could help me figure out what my problem is. I do poorly some of the time because I keep feeling like I need to bring my feet back to the center all the time, and not stand on the arrow from the previous movement. Other than practice (which I'm getting plenty of) does anyone have a suggestion as to how to break that habit?

This week has been a less than stellar ones for reasons not necessary to detail here in a public post. This weekend's plans include a late dinner out at Melting Pot, the new Harry Potter book and possibly an ice cream social at the synagogue we're thinking about joining. I'd like to find somewhere decent to get a pedicure but I'm not sure where to go. Classes end shortly, and I need to decide if/what I'm going to take in the fall semester. Same as it ever was.
geminigirl: (Eh Team)
We had [livejournal.com profile] zedrikcayne's green card (permanent residency) interview on Monday. It was, at best, anti-climactic, and at worst, a complete and utter joke. I believe he uttered the phrase, "Well, we could have gotten through that if we were strangers."

Seriously. We'd spent the evening before, preparing everything, so that we had all our document organized and easily accessible. We had all sorts of organized paperwork, and everything prepped. We went and ran a couple of errands, had some lunch, stopped next to the Homeland Security office to make copies of a few things we'd forgotten to copy, and arrived, as our attorney had instructed, about 45 minutes before the interview. Went through metal detectors, and sat. For about two hours and a half hours, actually. Waited, waited, waited. Finally, we were called in for our interview. The woman looked at the file she had in front of her, confirmed information like our names, birth dates, whether this was our first marriage, social security numbers, names of our parents and so on. Pretty basic statistical information. She asked about any documentation we had of joint stuff-insurance, bank accounts, credit cards, and so on, and we added a few more photocopies of things that we had. We provided her with a copy of our 2006 taxes that we'd filed after the immigraiton petition, and corrected the statement about Cayne's arrest, and that was it. Then she stamped his passport with a temporary green card, confiscated his EAD, told him he could apply for citizenship in three years and sent us on our way.

And the green card process is over for now.

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