husband got the green card!

we had the interview yesterday and it couldn't have gone any smoother, y'all!

most of you know, but my husband is from ethiopia, born and raised in lalibela. we've had this interview with immigration lined up for over 2 months to get him a green card so that he can work, and so that he can more easily travel back and forth from ethiopia.

the interview was in chula vista at 2:15pm. i told him that we should leave at 1:45pm at the latest. i knew i should've just said 1:30 b/c of course he was late coming home, so we arrived to INS 15 min LATE barely the parking lot. he was so nervous and sweaty, dropping papers everywhere. we get inside and we're told straight away that we'll probably have to reschedule.

as a side note, gosh dayum he looked so handsome. he's got this nice gray jacket i really like him in. if he wasnt so cute, i probably wouldnt have married him. no, i wouldve. but probably not as quickly as i did, and i'd have asked a lot more questions.

we sat and he asked me if i was mad at him. i was, i missed half my shift at work for this damn interview. but i told him no, b/c he was already so nervous, and he put his head on my shoulder. he smelled good.

we wait in a room w/my husband sitting so still i was afraid he'd stopped breathing. we luck out that we wont have to reschedule, we're called in, the woman asks for our passports, birth certificates, etc. she says, "ok, im going to just ask you a few questions," and asks how we met. we tell her we met at maharlika filipino restaurant two years ago, that i approached him and asked if he was black and filipino like me. the agent says, "oh, im filipino!" we were out of there in less than ten min. the interview was probably only about 5, the other 5 was the agent asking for the address to marharlika b/c she was looking for a new place to go to lunch. we get into the parking lot and my husband does a little dance, and exclaiming for the world to know, "i love all filipinos!"