Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Dear New Zealand

You passed a law for a hobbit, in the name of money, but not a real human.
You act humanitarian, but deny a sick man entrance.
You allow gay couples benefits, but deny a legally married couple of 10 years to reside together here.

Today has been the worst day since this whole journey began.
We've been weighing options and the only option that seems to be do-able is separation.
Neither of us want this, but we really don't have a choice in the matter to be quite honest.

In order to stay in New Zealand, we need $5000 per month to pay for the Dialysis treatment.
In order for me to get back into the USA, I need to pass a medical, which I won't.

Over it.

Tomatillos & Fried Green Tomatoes

Our tomatillo's are finally getting somewhere.


Unfortunately, our tomatoes are late this year and the first couple of frosts have begun to damage the plant. Not to worry, this calls for Fried Green Tomatoes.


If you don't have Japanese Panko, use breadcrumbs.


Best served with a horse radish dipper.

Residency Decision.

He's been declined NZ Residency.

We need to appeal it through the Department of Justice and it cost more to do that than it did to apply for Residency.

He has 42 days to appeal.

Monday, March 28, 2011

Chili

A couple of years ago (8) my husbands ex-wife sent me the recipe of his grandmothers infamous chili. It was so infamous, he didn't remember it at all when I made it the other day. It was too spicy for me, I had to use sour cream to dull it down.

Left overs became chili cheese fries.

Fantastic winter food.
Saturday rugby food!

Fluff

I first met Fluff in Australia back 2 years ago when we took a trip there to see family. Basically, it's spreadable marshmallow.

They don't have it in New Zealand at all and after experimenting with a meringue frosting, I got Fluff.

Updating.

His right eye is bleeding. He'll require more laser treatment for this, which we'll find out at next weeks appointment.
His dialysis order came in late this month and he spent all last week on bags that made him sick. He retained ALOT of water in the week and he's slowly coming out of the near comatose state it puts him in.
Mentally, it's been a down week for him. He wants to work, but can't. He wants to be independant, but it's not possible.

Don't take for granted the vision you have.

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

The Eyes.

Don't take for granted your vision, ever.
What we thought would be the best surgery he'd have yet, turns out the cataract surgery did little improvement to his eyes. We have heard several success stories, most of which the vision was restored within a day or two. We were told 2 - 3 weeks and it's been that long.

His eye is sensitive to sunlight. When we go driving he closes his eyes. During the day the curtains are drawn and he sits in darkness all day because of it. At church his eyes are closed. Can't walk down the street because it's too bright out and believe it or not, wearing sunglasses gives little help.

Looking at the computer screen is still a struggle, which is why, as some of you may notice, he hasn't been online much. Most days I read him his messages. Some days he may see well enough to initiate a Skype call to someone or type a message. Perhaps if his monitor was 60 inches, we may get somewhere.

Yellow dialysis bags overload him. We've discovered this over the last week as he's been pretty sick because of it. He's retaining water and it makes him feel horrible. Doctor called this morning and the next order will be all green bags. He'll be on a mixture of yellow/green at nights. This should make him feel alot better.

Resveratrol has been helping his eyes, at least the completely blind eye.
It looks less X-Files now.

I decided today that we need a new Opthomologist. I sincerely hate the current one.

Saturday, March 19, 2011

NZ Constitution

Since Larry can't see much of anything, I spend alot of time reading to him - when he's not watching/listening to American news. School started for me this week and I've been reading to him from my set text, Understanding Commercial Law.

Yesterday we began the NZ Consitition portion of the study. We consider ourselves intelligent people, but often times during the read we found ourselves at a loss as to what exactly we were reading.

The NZ Constitution is an unwritten constitution. It takes portions of several statutes, treaties and other constitutional conventions .. possibly the back of a cereal box ... and calls it the unwritten constitution. It's pretty much a shambles.

Learning of this over the last two days has only given me the insentive to search out loop holes in the system to keep Larry in the country should residency be declined.

I've said it before .. if the Prime Minister could change a law for a hobbit, he can change a law for a human.

8 years.


It's been 8 years already since our Poppa passed.
Still miss him.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Police Reports - check.

After 20 months waiting and a few hundred spent, we got the Police Reports in the mail today.

This completes our Residency Application and now we await a verdict.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Updating

A letter came from Immigration yesterday that made my heart skip a beat at just seeing the envelope. Turned out to be a reminder than they're still waiting for the police reports. New Zealand don't understand that the US is in the middle of it's own economic/political melt down right now causing the FBI to take budget cuts. The LEAST of their worries is our police certificates.

I wrote yet another support letter to our case worker where I stated that with all the turmoil and disasters going on in the world today, the last thing I'm going to do is separate from my husband because of a decision they made. I don't want to fight anyone anymore I'm pretty tired of doing that and I really don't have the strength to fight the US on my Immigration issue. We wouldn't be able to take another battle.

People have said we we're stupid for moving, people who don't know us mind you, but it still cuts. You don't know the whole story. People have questioned the work issue, why Larry can't work why I don't work, again, you've skipped over parts of the story. It is what it is.

In May the payments for dialysis will be 're-evaluated'. Hoping, praying, whatever Immigration has a decision in our favor by then or we win the lotto. Either one will do.

Dialysis is going accordingly.
Larry is still blind. I hate to say that the cataract surgery didn't do diddly squat, but it seems this is the case.

Going legal.

Thought it was a genius idea a few months ago to take a couple of law papers. I've read through the first module of the paper (there's 9 in total) and I need a dictionary to explain to me some words in the glossary. I use to think I was intelligent until I opened the book tonight. Legal terminology makes me feel dyslexic.

I should have read something more intelligent than the Twilight Series over the last couple of years. My brain went back in time and I need some Red Bull to lift it out of it's state.

That's all.

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Saucer Cookies

My husband told me about "Saucer Cookies" his aunty use to make when he was a kid. He wasn't very good at explaining the tastes, he just assured me that they were great.

I went through a couple of recipes before I found the one he said 'almost' to.

I made it my own by adding a flavoring to the frosting.

They were ok by my tastes, fantastic by the lips of those who sampled.

Ubergeek


All is as well as it could be.
Tomorrow is another day.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Enchiladas

I didn't have ingredients for a spanish pilaf, so I used a basic basmati chilli recipe. It worked.

Filled.
Wrapped.

The secret is in the Enchilada sauce.

Sprinkled with cheese.

Grilled.

My parents liked them ... I was partial.

Missing you.

I've been having some bad days lately, missing my two Aunties (my grandmothers two younger sisters) who raised me who have since passed, the most recent just under two years ago. Yesterday was a rough day so when I fell into bed earlier than usual and said a prayer on my own asking for comfort and strength to get me through the next day, I wound up quietly crying in bed wishing I could just go out and look for my Aunties, because they're who I wanted and I got sad because I didn't know where to start looking for them without 'knocking myself off', which isn't a clever thing to do period.

Cried myself to sleep, something I hadn't done in a while, and woke up at 1am to a feeling of someone standing at the end of the bed. I opened my eyes to darkness and went back to sleep. At 4am I heard a weird sound that I wasn't familiar with at all. I got up to investigate and discovered our water heater was leaking.

Back story.
Our rural community is now receiving water from the town supply, after years of each house being on their own seperate wells, and we were hooked up to the town supply. The pressure on the water heater needed to be adjusted to allow the new town supply pressure.

When I opened the water heater cupboard there sat hundreds of old photos all belonging to my Aunts. I moved everything out as the water was dripping from the top down onto everything. I had to go through every photo to seperate them and make sure the wet ones didn't stick, it would mean the end to the photo if they stuck.

Also in the water heater cupboard sat 22 years of journals that belonged to me and in those journals were letters from my Aunties when I was away at boarding school as a teenager. In a folder belonging to one of my Auntys was a letter from the other Aunty, a 5 page letter that detailed the funeral of their Aunty. I read through that letter then I read through the letters I'd received at school. I sat there for 2 hours looking through photos and reading through letters and that's when it hit me ...

I don't have to go looking for them when I need them. They've been where they've been the whole time, waiting for a moment like this, in photos and letters. Things you don't realize are heirlooms until you need them the most.

I just wish they didn't cause a leak to get the message to me :)

Birthday blues.

Our birthdays are within a day of eachother. When Larry was 19, my 19 year old mother gave birth to me. Age is nothing but a number, so sang Aaliyah, rest in peace etc.

Turned out our birthdays were crap (apart from the birthday wishes). We both had flu shots on Friday and with Larry's immune system low, he showed signs of the flu almost right away. It's normal to have the flu once after the flu shot and it doesn't help that winters coming early this year.

His left eye gave him grief all night. The opthomologist effed it up, that's the conclusion I've come to and because he's not a resident, if we were to complain to the hospital they wouldn't give a crap because of that one fact. He's not a resident. The thing I worry about is that when he starts to complain that his eye is hurting I DREAD having to take him to the emergency department to be seen for 2 reason. 1. As if anyone can do anything there. 2. It won't be free.

We are awaiting the Police Reports to come back from the USA. I do hope they arrive before Christ.

To qualify for disability with the SSA you have to had been sick for 6 months. Although Larry was diagnosed in November 2009, we didn't see a Renal Specialist until October 2010 and thats the date they went by. October, November, December, January, February, March, April making the 6 months. We receive Aprils payment in May. Not something we planned for at all. Student loans will be my bestfriend for the next two months, and that is ok.

After much discussion, dogging on Kurv Studios isn't going to help anyone. The man has a family and neither of us want to be responsible for the ruin of a family. It's not worth the banter or ill feelings. The bible says to forgive and forget and move forward and we're doing that.

My parents got us a lounge suite for our birthdays. I told them I would have prefered a kidney each from them ... and I wasn't kidding.

And finally, Happy Birthday to our niece Rome who is 3 today.

Monday, March 7, 2011

Things are not going too well at the moment, more emotionally than anything else.
Maybe it's impatience, but his eye sight isn't good enough to work. I don't know how long it takes if it's going to be fixed enough to see properly at all, but it's a huge weight.

SSA has been delayed till May, not what we planned for. On the other hand, we had counted on his eye sight for 2 things, work for him and me to finally get out of the house and get a job myself.

No word from re: Immigration or Police Reports.

Friday, March 4, 2011

Be Prepared - not the Lion King song.

In light of the recent events here in NZ, re: disasters, we've heeded the forewarning and started to get things together incase the worst happens unexpectedly, as it did February 22nd down south.
Understandably, it's something everyone procrastinates about until it's at your doorstep.

We've been warned in our church to be prepared for as long as I can remember and for as long as I can remember my family have always had a store cupboard.

We have 2 first aid kits. One for everyday use and the other is a incase-we-need-to-flee kit. (above)

I started on our 72 hour kits. They basically have the same things in them.
There should be one per person in every house hold.

Food. First Aid. Personal hygiene products. Matches etc. There are a few more things to add, but you get the general idea.

I think I'm fortunate to be living rurally with family close by. My parents have things we don't have like a tent, gas cookers, 1000 gallon water tank and space in their yard to set up camp in a hurry.

Gerard N Lund wrote the book The Coming of the Lord. We've been reading it for the last week and it's pretty interesting to read what prophets and apostles foresaw back in the 1800s that we see panning out today by way of the news.

Of course, believing it is an individual choice .. my choice being that I don't want to say " I should have ...".

Thursday, March 3, 2011

BBQ Spare Ribs

Regarding this post. I've done what's needed to be done to get our BBQ full.

Battered fries were on the menu at the Pizza Place in Acton, CA.

Had to try them out.

Devils spit pork spare ribs.

Rich & Sassy flavored.

Sided with Mac n Cheese (casserole style) and the battered fries, it was next to being the real thing.

I had to shop around looking for ribs today. I found one pack of pork spare ribs at The Mad Butcher in town. I also bought a $20 pack of Lamb ribs, but I don't think I'll waste my BBQ sauce on lamb. If I'm going to do it, I need to do it right.

Wouldn't mind the Glad-its-night and the Tips from Ribs USA right now.

Another thing NZ fails to have, options wise, Ranch dressing.
Hidden Valley is the daddy of dressings brands and here they have a Paul Newman brand that tastes like tartare sauce without the diced pickles.

Why I don't have kids.

Don't feed her that. Don't buy him that.
Don't give her that. Don't tell him that.
She's sick, put that on her. He's tired, leave him alone.
She's hungry just give it to her. He's asleep, be quiet.
Put it on her properly. Take it off of him before he ..
If you take her make sure you .. If you take him don't let him ...

Heard this for the last 17 years of my life. Apparently I won't make a good parent because I'm constantly reminded what I can and can't do when it's ok for the actual parents to slide.
Reason 1: I don't know what I'm doing, because if I did I wouldn't be reminded of how to do it.

I hate you Mum.
I wish I was never born.
I don't care if I break your heart.
Get out of my room.
I wish Dad never married you.
I hate your cooking.
Park around the corner.
Don't pick me up from school.
You always say no!
I HATE you Mum.

I sure as hell don't want to hear that for 18 years of my life.
Reason 2: Not set up for heartbreak by way of offspring.

PCOS and everything that comes with it.
Not a pretty picture.
Reason 3: My ovaries were installed backwards.

In all honesty. I think I'd make a fantastic parent because I've had alot of examples of how not to be. It's hilarious how God sends kids to all the wrong people, but there's gotta be a valid reason behind the pitter patter absence in our house and I'm content with that.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Note to self:

2 Tramadol takes 4 days to overcome.
Just incase you wanted to be so stupid next time.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Happy Birthday 2011.

No news re: SSA, FBI and Immigration.
Eye sight is getting better. It can take a week or two or three.

We'll celebrate our birthdays this month. Larry's this week and mine next week. He'll be 51 and I'll be 21 for the 11th time. The best birthday present is the same as the best christmas present we got. To be together.

All we need.
Not really, but you know what I'm sayin.

Country Fried Chicken Steak

Loved Denny's country fried steak with white pepper gravy, mashed potatoes and corn.

All ingredients are available in New Zealand, but no one does the country fried style steak.
I used chicken, because I'm not feeling steak right now.

I won't share my spices used, but I'll share the method.
Egg, flour, milk and flour.

Fry.

Drain.

Similar to KFC, but there's just something about 1. Doing it at home and 2. 4 spices, not 11 like KFC claim.