I'm not 100%, but I don't think marrying a Canadian helps you with immigration the same way it does for the US.
How about Mexican? Or Brit? I need to plan this ahead of time.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I'm not 100%, but I don't think marrying a Canadian helps you with immigration the same way it does for the US.
How about Mexican? Or Brit? I need to plan this ahead of time.
Zenkitty,
right? I don't think Beau would be happy if I toss him over for a man from Belize.
Bob became a Canadian citizen when they opened a window where you could apply for citizenship if your mother was born there, and just your mother father didnt count. That window has since closed.
I dont know if this is still true but you used to be able to apply for Irish citizenship if you had a grandparent born there. So Steven would count, Amy, if that is still true.
My university president just sent out a scathing message about a professor of economics blog post supporting Rush Limbaugh and his position that women who want birth control paid for by insurance want to be paid to have sex.
does the professor have his head up his ass? I thought the "paid for sex" claim is factually untrue.
Yeah, both S.'s paternal grandparents were born and raised there, and came over as adults. My mom's, too, so it doesn't apply to me, but I could always tell my mom to apply if she was so inclined (not that I think she is).
I'm beginning to lean toward Fiji. No more winter! And we didn't even really have one this year.
I thought the "paid for sex" claim is factually untrue.
I think it's based on the "if you don't want to spend so much on birth control pills, stop having so much sex" argument. Or, more plainly, the assumption that a woman takes a birth control pill each time she has sex.
Amid all this birth control brouhaha, I remembered something that happened when I was about 5 or 6. I asked my mother about a box on the kitchen counter. She explained that it held her birth control pills, and she took one each day to keep from having a baby. My big question was, "What if you miss a day? Can you have a baby then?" (Her answer: One day, probably not. Several days, possibly.)
This scares me. When I was barely entering grade school, I knew how The Pill (as it was called then) works better than many grown men in influential positions, who think they know enough to pontificate AS EXPERTS ON THE SUBJECT, do NOW.
Bob became a Canadian citizen when they opened a window where you could apply for citizenship if your mother was born there, and just your mother father didnt count. That window has since closed.
Fun fact: it used to be the case that for babies born outside of Canada, if your father was a Canadian citizen, you automatically were too. If the mother was a Canadian citizen, not so much.
This was true until the late 70s.
[ETA: that might have been what that window Bob took advantage of was intended to fix.]
In fun election news, this year will be the first presidential election for both of my sons. I think I need to plan some kind of party.
Oh, how cool! New voters, brought to us by Laura! Definitely cause for a party.