Next week Dan will head to Buffalo for a day. No, not just to eat some wings, although I am sure he will do that. He will be carrying our passports to the Canadian consulate there to be stamped with...er...well, a stamp...that means we are now offically Canadian permanent residents. Sorry, I think that needs to read: Canadian permanent residents!!!!!!!
The consulate sent us a letter saying that "it appears that your application is complete and..." Appears? They love to leave you with that little frisson of doubt, those Canadians. (Like how I am already adding little bits of French into my daily vocabulary--so Canadian!)
We could mail our passports to them, but given our recent experiences with the USPS, we thought it was worth the extra money to deliver them in person. Dan will get them back the same day and be home, with his feet up on our chesterfield, listening to Bare Naked Ladies and eating Kraft Dinner by evening.