Sunday, July 31, 2011

Sports Shots.

For family who aren't on Facebook.

Friday, July 29, 2011

Didn't have a New Zealand flag to wave with the new visa.
Larry has the flu, winter has not been his friend this year.



A week ago I received an email from Immigration NZ to say that his status had been updated on the website and I could log in to read the details. The details told me the visa expired in 2013 and my heart sank when I thought 2 years from now I'd have to go through this whole process again with Immigration. I sat on that information solo for a few days telling myself that at least we'll have 2 years relief.

It's rare, but it turned out I was wrong. The visa states that in 2013 he needs to reapply for a travel visa (similar to the I-131 Advanced Parole in the USA) and as seen above, the visa has no expiry date. Conditions are, if he leaves the country he will need a travel permit after 2013. Easy enough.

We met a Nurse yesterday at dialysis, she was Irish, who has been a permanent resident for 22 years. When we asked why she hadn't naturalized herself and become a citizen she said if her father were dead, he'd roll over in his grave if she were to swear loyalty to the Queen. We'll cross that bridge when we get to it.

In the USA, as a permanent resident I could not vote.
Larry can vote.
That's the weird part.

29th of July - Lots of activity in PA today

Where to start ...
Corbin.

Papa Greg fixed the quad and took 7 kids for a ride on it today. At the same time.

Quinn & Jeston got to ride ..

.. hooked up the trailer with bunji cord ...

(Never a dull moment in PA)

... and went to collect pine cones from the back paddock.

Oriwa found the toilet of the Armegeddon.

The kids made a camp fire.

Brooke got her ears pierced.

Sizzlers and campfires don't mix, not even the extra cheese ones.

We had an impromtu birthday party for Maia a day before her birthday. It's ok to be backwards in PA, everything else is.

Le Kids.

Ano.

Kids with Great-Grandmother, Ma.

Brooke and her Gluten free sausage.

Birthday Lamington. Kudo's New World.

Roasting marshmallows.

El Diablo arrived.

Minus 7, but we'll do it all again on the weekend.

Winding down.

Olly being Tinkerbell.

The cutest girl in the world.

And finally, Michelle's special friend.

You're welcome.

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Homemade Pizza

Basically, NZ don't know how to do pizza. If you want pizza in NZ, you have to make it yourself.

Franks Hot Sauce on Pizza. Our pizza's would have been perfect if we had real Ranch dressing, the stuff they sell here and label Ranch tastes like tartare sauce.

Hell's Pizza is OK, but it's more gourmet with ingredients you'd never put on a pizza normally, like oysters.
Dominoes is cheap for a reason and so is Pizza Hut.
Larry's immigration status officially changed on the 26th. We are still awaiting his passport for prescription subsidies and other resident benefits.

Haemo continues with no word back on when the Tenckhoff can be installed. This is ok, as long as he is dialysing. As a resident, he now qualifies for gas money to get him to and from the clinic.

His weight after dialysing Tuesday, 111.5kgs. 2 below his target weight.

I was wrong in one of the last posts when I said there was only one dialysis unit in Hawkes Bay. There are two. Ballentyne House is off the actual hospital building and 100 feet from the Mental Health Unit. Sometimes I think I needed that place before he got Residency.

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Nearly August.

Homemade pizza for dinner tonight.
Much cheaper than a pizza place. Much nicer than a pizza place.

Franks Hot Sauce on Pizza.

The Council want to bump our rates, so they're making a new pavement. Still not sure what was wrong with the old one.

Apparently it was so important, they sent a news crew out. They were taping right outside our house and our lawns haven't been mowed for 2 weeks.

Welcome to the Horny Goat. How can we get you started today?

Not her toothbrush, but she's still cute.

Kids cousins are home from Saudi Arabia for a month. They picnic'd outside of Ma's place.

Now it's raining.

Grocery Shopping in NZ

Going into Pak n Save today was like going into a Maths class. Everyone was calculating prices.
Prices are pretty tragic at the moment. I'm about ready to settle for noodles for the rest of the year.
With tomatoes being $13.99 per KG, everyone is buying canned tomatoes.

People putting things back or removing them from the check-out stand after seeing their bill.

One guy had a trolley full of spagetti and bread and I understand that, it's getting to that point.

It's depressing, so we eat overpriced ice-cream that's very much so well worth it.

1 liter Rush Munroes = currently $8.99
2 liter Kiwi Brand = $2.98

Monday, July 25, 2011

11.24pm

Watching an Amy Winehouse MTV Live concert on MTV.
I would not have paid 25 cents to watch that tragic mess.
And that is why she died.

Fantastic singer. Imbecilic entertainer.

Kids, don't do drugs.

RIP.

A cold day in The Bay today.

We were warned on Saturday of a polar Antartic blast heading our way. As you do, I didn't believe the newspapers until I saw the condensation rising from my lips as I lay in bed this morning.

Mt. Erin got some snow and it stayed all day because of the 4 degrees temp that was pretty level through-out the day.

The Kaweka's. I took my brothers three big kids towards that way to see how far away it was. It was too far, so I turned around and came home.


From Sileni Estates looking South of Mt. Erin.

Bro and Step-Dad felled two 60 year old pine trees today at the back of my grandmothers house. See the dunny on the right? It's the bathroom of the Apocalypse .. just like road kill is the food of the Apocalypse.


The calculations were a bit gangsta. I predicted the truck pulling the tree down would be hit, but I underestimated the cutter.

Down.

Paid my nephew $5 for my cord of wood. He won't understand that I ripped him off till it's too late. That's his Dad doing his job, I can use that against him.

The house next door is my grandparents house where my grandmother & Aunty (mums sister) live. Sometimes, it's torture. My sister will vouch for that.

Now we have enough wood for roughly 2 weeks, the best part is coming home to a warm house. That's Larry's foot there on the left, he's asleep on the couch.
I'd be appreciative if winter could end in 2 weeks or if Mother Nature can pay my power bill next month, I've been rocking the heat pump all weekend.