It’s ALMOST Comical

Yes, I’m talking about one more glitch in the adoption process.  Yes, we have adopted the Colombian Princess.  Yes, it is final in Colombia and recognized in the USA.  She is ours. We are hers.  Done…. with papers to prove it.  She is an American citizen and we have a pretty paper to prove that too. BUT, we are in the process of re-adopting in our state so we will have an US adoption decree, an US birth certificate and the final name change decree, which the courts in Colombia wouldn’t allow. (Even though she asked for her name to be shortened, they wouldn’t change it because she was over 5 years old.)  We all know how important it is to prove that you are a natural-born citizen OR have hundreds of thousands of dollars to cover up that you aren’t…. but I digress.

I assumed re-adoption in Arizona would be easier than an international adoption.  It is slightly. Of course we had to get our fingerprints done for the ninth time.  Since our eldest daughter turned 18 in the process, she also got to join in fingerprinting fun.  More financial statements.  More home visits.  More paperwork.  You may recall a blog about the need to prove that our dog had the rabies vaccine too.  (Do they really think the type of people who go trough this whole rigmarole to adopt a child would not get their dog protected against rabies?) Seriously.

We are so close to getting our final court date here in AZ, but come to find out, we didn’t have an English translation of the Sentencia, the final Colombian Adoption Decree.  Ironically, I could not get a straight answer out of anyone at the County Attorney’s Office as to whether this translation had to be certified and/or notarized.  Our social worker was eventually able to pull some strings and get some answers for us.  We sent the Spanish version off to our friend in Colombia for translation, and we received an email back that said there is a mistake on the original, official, final, Colombian Sentencia.  This is almost comical.  Thankfully, our friend could go to the court and get it changed, so we don’t have challenges later.  OF COURSE this includes more time, more money, more paperwork.  Really?

If you are adopting from Colombia, make sure you get a translated copy of the Sentencia BEFORE you leave Bogota!!!

One translating step forward and two adoption process steps backwards.  Some day we will be done.  Some day.

wordpress, we have a problem…

WordPress is having technical difficulities today.  I can’t get it to post pictures.  It keeps highlighting random words in my posts to links I didn’t choose.  AND it won’t let me see the whole box of the windows I open…. grrrrrr.

Hopefully this will all be settled tomorrow.   Peace out!

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Advertising department meeting at wordpress:  “Let’s put something totally irritating on every blog… and make people PAY to not be irritated.”  “Sounds good!”  “Yeah!”  “Why didn’t we think of that sooner?”  “And if they complain, we’ll say they didn’t read the fine print in their service agreement.”  “Perfect.”

Big Foot FOUND!

Yes, all that nonsense a few months back about the dead Big Foot in the deep freeze was nothing compared to what we witnessed today at the hockey rink.  Big Foot hales from Tucson!  He’s only twelve years old and not all of his full-body hair has grown in yet.  He is quite talented on the ice… not like some awkward kids beasts who grew too fast and have yet to develop coordination.  I even have untouched photographic proof for you to witness right here at MSJ. 

I appologize about the photo quality of the action shot.  Seems I don’t have a Sports Illustrated quality camera. I did get a few clear semi-still shots.

Here is Big Foot pictured with my son who is 4’11” tall.  See???  When the kids from our team would try to check him, they just bounced off and down on the ice they went.  Austin tried to check him and take him down, but he said it was impossible.  I suggested some Three Stooges moves where one player goes down on his hands and knees behind Big Foot and another player pushed from the front.. but no one listens to a mom behind the glass.

Unfortunately for us, Big Foot’s team took the first place ribbons at the tournament.  We took second.  But we did give them a good ride. Now don’t go thinking I’m prejudiced about larger-than-life people.  I would love it if Big Foot was on our team!  And if he was my kid, I’d cheer just as loudly when he pushes the little kids down and lays on them…. paralyzing them on the ice.  He has a hard slapshot that rang the beegeebeez out of the boards and with some accuracy practice would inflict even more pain on opposing teams. 

Austin did us proud and emerged unscathed, except for a few bruises and sore spots from encounters with Big Foot.

If you want to call the National Enquirer, I’m available for blog interviews about my Big Foot sighting starting tomorrow.