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Getting Legal–Trip 1

In order to avoid denial due to spelling or format errors, I trotted next door and had this office fill out my forms.

In order to avoid denial due to spelling or format errors, I trotted next door and had this office fill out my forms.

I have been living in México for 7 years and every year I go to San Miguel de Allende to the Mexican Immigration office to apply for permission to live here another year. When I entered México, I had a 6-month tourist visa. Then 6 months later, I had an FM-3. I had that for 3 years then moved up to an FM-2. I applied as a dependent familiar (family dependent) since the requirements were not so stringent. When I met the residency requirements, I started investigating what I would need to become a citizen and in order to give up these yearly trips and expenses as exciting as they may be.

First, the immigration office in San Miguel de Allende sent me to the Secretaria de Relaciones Exteriores in my hometown, Moroleón. There I was told that they didn’t do that sort of thing anymore and I would have to go to Morelia. So I went to Morelia and was told that since my legal address was in Guanajuato and Morelia was in Michoacan, I would need to go to León. So I went to León. And in León, I was told that because the name on my passport and Mexican identification was different from my name on my birth certificate, (my passport and ID had my married name) they would have to send my application on to Mexico City for approval. Well, I’m still waiting for that approval.

So thus defeated in my quest to become Mexican citizen last year, this year I went back to San Miguel de Allende to renew my Mexican identification and was told that because I had 4 years with the FM-3 classification I would not be able to get a renewal, unless I left the country and went to a Mexican consulate in the U.S. and started the process over again.

But wait, the law changed last November and I could qualify for permanent residency now. Yippee!! That meant I would no longer need to make the trip to immigration in San Miguel de Allende ever again! But of course, I wouldn’t be able to vote, own a foreign car, become alcalde (mayor) or own property, however, it would make my transition to naturalized citizen that much easier. So I said, sign me up!

Well, of course, it wasn’t that easy. I went the 25th of the month, but my identification didn’t expire until the 2nd of the following month, so my application couldn’t be processed until then. So I would have to come back on the 2nd when my papers could be accepted. Okie Dokie!

In order to not have wasted the trip, we headed next door to the lawyer’s office where we had the necessary paperwork drawn up. I could do it myself, however, I didn’t want my application to be denied on the basis of a spelling error. So the secretary completed my online application, wrote the letter asking for my change of status on the basis of being in the country 4 years and being the wife of a Mexican, took my picture (3 front facing, no earrings, no glasses, no bangs and one side facing, ears exposed), made copies of my Mexican ID, my U.S. passport, my Mexican marriage certificate, and my husband’s ID (IFE). When my husband handed over his ID, I took a quick look at it, and then had to look again. Dios mío! He looked like a serial killer in that picture. I can’t even begin to imagine what the approval committee said when they got a load of him as he looked there. Well, even serial killers have wives I guess.

The secretary gave me all the paperwork and the receipts that I needed to present at Banamex for payment, one for $1000 pesos and a second for $3812 pesos. The immigration office does not accept any sort of cash, all transactions have to be made at the bank. I expect that reduces the number of mordidas (bribes) offered and received. And so, the grand total for my paperwork was $720 pesos, which is about what I earn in a week. Then there were the mordidas in Celaya, (See Driving Hazards) gas, food and hair dye (I wasn’t about to have my application read :entre canas (gray-haired) which in all added another $1000 to that first trip. Cha-Ching!$$$ But I was on my way to permanent residency at long last.

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La Curandera–A third reading

An egg is passed about the body in a cleansing, then cracked open into a water glass. Salt means the person is

An egg is passed about the body in a cleansing, then cracked open into a water glass. Salt means the person is “salada” or under bad mojo. Anything bloody in the egg means serious problems.

My husband went again, without me this time, in the hopes that…well I don’t know what he hoped for really, but he went.

My husband’s life was on the upswing this time. He asked about our son. Chencha said that he was corajudo (quite a handful) but in the future he would receive many benefits from him. And he asked about his wife, yours truly. She said that his wife was working tremendously hard for the family and that eventually we all would be in better shape financially, but he needed to be patient. And then she warned him that the enemy from before, a tall white man with big eyes, and a new enemy, a moreno (brown) man with freckles and glasses were hatching a plot and if he wasn’t careful he could end up in jail. So it would be better to not take any deals offered by those two.

Would you believe that two days later, A, his new best buddy who is brown, has freckles and wears glasses, drove up in a truck that he wanted to make the ‘deal’ of the century?

I tell you, Chencha is the real deal. But see, the thing is, I have repeatedly told my husband that A and the neighbor are up to no good, I don’t trust them because these deals aren’t all they are cracked up to be. I tell him for free. Furthermore, there isn’t anything surprising about me working so hard, nor our son being able to provide us benefits in the future. But some people only value advice they pay for.

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La Curandera–A second reading

These cards, used to play baraja, are also used by curanderas to look into the present, past and future.

These cards, used to play baraja, are also used by curanderas to look into the present, past and future.

Two years later, I had an urge to go and see Chencha again. This time, it was personal. I was concerned that my involvement with the La Yacata business would risk the safety of my family and wanted to ask about it.

So my husband went and got us a number. He went for his consult in the morning and mine was later in the day. What she told him was he had an enemy, a tall white man, who was very envious of him and it would be better if he didn’t hang out with this person anymore. Then she said he still was “salado” very unlucky. He was not to go to any big cities or to leave the country at the moment. And that even in the matters of love, he was out of luck. Also that it was in his best interest not to drink until he healed completely.

So how close was she? Well, he decided that his enemy was our neighbor who could pass for any redneck in Tennessee as long as he didn’t speak. Then my husband had been considering going to Canada to look for work, as again he was out of a job. He was still recovering from a hernia operation and he himself noted that when he drank, the next day his wound ached. But men will be men, and he still drank. As for the love bit. . .well, there was that situation that he didn’t know about, but I didn’t mention that.

So in the afternoon, it was my turn. I prayed with her, just like before. She told me again that I became angry quickly and was slow to forgive and that I would live a long time. She said my finances were stable and that I had an enemy, blond with a big nose, someone who didn’t wish me well. But that didn’t bother me, a lot of people don’t like me. So what? Seemed a good description of Chuchi though.

So then I asked about La Yacata. She said there would be some resolution but it would be better if I distanced myself from these activities because the men that I was working with were in it for their own benefit and that when they got what they wanted out of it, they would leave me holding the bag.

Not 2 weeks later, the president J, resigned from his post at a meeting, leaving us startled and in charge. (The Battle for Power Continues ) I suppose he had gotten what he wanted, although I’m not sure I will ever know exactly what that might have been.

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