work work work

Today for serious excitement we are going to meet with the lawyer who is handling the green card application stuff and sign nine million pieces of paper saying, "yes we are a real couple, yes we are a real couple, yes for fuck's sake we are a real live fucking genuine couple what more do you want and here are some tax returns and love letters as well for good measure." Fascinating stuff I tell you. Afterward I need to do a bit o' Christmas shopping and then send out a bunch o' Christmas cards. (look at me acting all Oirish and stuff with the o's)
Anyways my back is still a tetch sore but I don't feel like Judy Garland/Oscar Levant wanting to rip open a medicine cabinet looking for painkillers so this is a vast improvement I believe. Today I shall make a pear tart, a couple of cookies and maybe a quiche for dinner. I also need to pick up some rabbit feed for Greg and Esme. Much to do.


I am now slowly teaching Greg to stand on his hind legs but he is still a bit shy about it. Esme on the otherhand is learning to take a few steps. We still haven't quite gotten her to do a complete turn on her hind legs.

I am also working on making a couple of Victorian-inspired ornaments and lord-howdy this is proving to be long and involved. I am doing more cutting and pasting than your average kindergartner but I hope it will turn out alright.

chapstick. Not just for 12 year old girls.

There is a rumor out there that my Mother has a livejournal. Really. chedoen
She just has a couple of entries but this should be entertaining. (I believe she will mostly write about her music and what not) I need to make her a couple of appropriate icons. My Mother is a nice lady. She plays the organ at church, swears like a sailor, appreciates bourbon and soothing books that are filled with gardening essays. She has four children, too many pets and little patience for allergies. Say hello to the lady. (and no she will not give you the family recipe for rice pudding)

In other news I found a great coat for a little boy I am buying christmas presents for this year. And it was on sale. I now need to find the kid the DVD he wants and maybe another trinket.

Signing papers was pretty dull. (though I was distracted by the fact that our lawyer had very chapped lips) Now they are sending the papers off to the nice people at the INS and we wait. Then Mr. Jenner has to go and get finger-printed and we show some further documentation that yes indeedy we are a genuine couple and not an Andy McDowell film (you know I only liked the movie 'Green card' for the garden she had) and then then then we have an interview where they take a proper look at us and see if we are really a couple because yards of paperwork just doesn't matter enough. If all goes well we may have a green card for Mr. Jenner sometime next year. Pray hard on that one if you are so inclined.

Maybe I should make an apple and pear tart. (how very cockney)

Applied for some more crap jobs. Meh. There is a certain novelty at the moment in not having to actively deal with the public at large this holiday season.