Things are piling up...

Scattered thoughts, droopy eyelids, and the slight formation of a knot in my shoulders is what I'm working with tonight.

Between things getting busy at work, Jamesson and I trying to gather enough evidence so that Uncle Sam will give us his blessing on our marriage, and that oh so joyous thing we call life...I'm starting to feel like the water is rising and I am stuck to the floor with super glue.

I knew that the process would be frustrating from the beginning. Anyone who's spent over 25 minutes at his or her local DMV can relate to the bureaucracy. This is the same...but much worse. We have to gather evidence to prove that we're not scamming the government with a fradulent marriage. We have to gather photos, chats, emails, affidavits from people that know us, all my notebooks that have Jamesson's name scribbled across the front in bubble letters and surrounded by hearts and daisies, and every other little scrap of evidence to say "HEY! Let him into the country. It's legit, I promise!"

Knowing is half the battle they say....in this case...just knowing how frustrating it will be doesn't amount to a hill of beans. (what does that really mean anyway?)

KNOWING that this was going to be frustrating, just gave it time to marinate in my mind...and knowing now just makes me want to send my computer in a bubble wrapped envelope to the department of immigrations and say "HERE! TAKE IT! Look through the photos and e-mails yourselves!"

As frustrating as it is, Jamesson's of course worth it, so I guess for now, I'll just hold my tongue (maybe not completely) and try to learn some patience....not my strong suit.

On a happier note...this is movie I want to see. Be prepared for some "Awwwwwws" and some possible warming of the heart.



Soap Box Commentary: Not every movie needs to be in 3D. Just saying.