http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Ue5wBkntJs&feature=related
The last tongue-lashing she gives - she could give to Dallas, it'd fit him to a tee.
Friday, September 10, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
So - my kids were to spend the weekend and the holiday with their dad this past weekend. Great. This time I made certain they all had their church clothes so that their dad would have no excuse to keep them home. All's good right?
Ok - you know what's coming.
But first - Friday night. 11:38 - I'm in bed already...and the phone rings. It's Dallas and Holly. Holly is bawling her eyes out saying "I want to come home, Daddy is mean!" And Dallas wanted me to come get her. I told him - "If I come to get Holly I am taking them all"
He told me we don't live in a gestapo - in other words, the visitation order doesn't have to be followed exactly. Yeah - thats true. It doesn't. But on the points where we both don't agree to deviate - then yeah, it's law.
So, Holly stayed.
Saturday was uneventful and I didn't call because I didn't want to upset their visit in any way.
Sunday I expected to see the kids at church. Afterall, it was Teen Takeover Day - in other words the teens (our sons age) were taking over the responsibilities at church. Also, all 3 kids wanted to see Todd Bennick - motorcross guy - jump over our pastor standing on a bus. Scarey. Cool. Not to mention - last week Dallas complained when the girls didn't have church clothes - this time they had them. So I was saddened when I realized the kids weren't at church.
When I got home I called Dallas to find out who was sick. I was told "I kept telling them to go to bed last night if they wanted to go to church in the morning, but they just wanted to play outside with their friends" How late? After midnight. Why? "Well, Sandy, Paula and Debbie were letting their kids stay out so they wanted to too." (The moms on the street). I said "If all the other moms were jumping off a cliff would you jump too?" Of course, he said "Yes! With an innertube yelling YAHOO!"
I told him that I didn't care what the other parents on the street were doing that we need to do what is best for our children. He said "but I only get to see them so little".
Which I would have bought as an excuse - except for --- Sunday night he shipped Holly off to my in-laws house for the night. So he only had our son (the oldest - and easiest) and Ivy (the one who believes her daddy can do no wrong).
This is the bozo who is suing me for custody of the kids. He can't even bring himself to put them to bed at a decent hour if the other kids in the neighborhood are still up.
OH!!!! And before I forget.
When the kids came home on Monday - Holly's clothes were disgusting. The knees and the seat of her pink pants were dark gray they were so filthy. Ivy however, she came home wearing one of my sons t-shirts as a dress and instead of her school shoes she wore winter boots - that may fit her next winter. He said he'd go find her shoes and bring them because I told him she needed them for school. He never called or came around with them. Let alone their clothes.
Ok - you know what's coming.
But first - Friday night. 11:38 - I'm in bed already...and the phone rings. It's Dallas and Holly. Holly is bawling her eyes out saying "I want to come home, Daddy is mean!" And Dallas wanted me to come get her. I told him - "If I come to get Holly I am taking them all"
He told me we don't live in a gestapo - in other words, the visitation order doesn't have to be followed exactly. Yeah - thats true. It doesn't. But on the points where we both don't agree to deviate - then yeah, it's law.
So, Holly stayed.
Saturday was uneventful and I didn't call because I didn't want to upset their visit in any way.
Sunday I expected to see the kids at church. Afterall, it was Teen Takeover Day - in other words the teens (our sons age) were taking over the responsibilities at church. Also, all 3 kids wanted to see Todd Bennick - motorcross guy - jump over our pastor standing on a bus. Scarey. Cool. Not to mention - last week Dallas complained when the girls didn't have church clothes - this time they had them. So I was saddened when I realized the kids weren't at church.
When I got home I called Dallas to find out who was sick. I was told "I kept telling them to go to bed last night if they wanted to go to church in the morning, but they just wanted to play outside with their friends" How late? After midnight. Why? "Well, Sandy, Paula and Debbie were letting their kids stay out so they wanted to too." (The moms on the street). I said "If all the other moms were jumping off a cliff would you jump too?" Of course, he said "Yes! With an innertube yelling YAHOO!"
I told him that I didn't care what the other parents on the street were doing that we need to do what is best for our children. He said "but I only get to see them so little".
Which I would have bought as an excuse - except for --- Sunday night he shipped Holly off to my in-laws house for the night. So he only had our son (the oldest - and easiest) and Ivy (the one who believes her daddy can do no wrong).
This is the bozo who is suing me for custody of the kids. He can't even bring himself to put them to bed at a decent hour if the other kids in the neighborhood are still up.
OH!!!! And before I forget.
When the kids came home on Monday - Holly's clothes were disgusting. The knees and the seat of her pink pants were dark gray they were so filthy. Ivy however, she came home wearing one of my sons t-shirts as a dress and instead of her school shoes she wore winter boots - that may fit her next winter. He said he'd go find her shoes and bring them because I told him she needed them for school. He never called or came around with them. Let alone their clothes.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Lions and Tigers and Bedbugs...Oh MY!
Welcome back to the ongoing saga of my divorce. In todays episode you find our heroine listening to yet another phone message left by her STBFS Dallas. "I found a bedbug when I was cleaning out the garage. You know what that means? It means it came from your stuff in the basement that you had in storage and that it's been crawling all these months and just made it to the garage...we're infested."
"I got Terminex out here and they say it'll be $800 - so you can either pay your half or I just won't be obligated to pay child support for while" (remember child support got lowered to $150 a month.
Now there are a couple of things wrong with this scenerio. First, I don't live there. I'm not obligated to pay squat for any of the upkeep. Second, my husband used to work for Terminex and I know he has buddies that still work there - who would come in and say anything Dallas wanted them to. and Third, my STBFS has his own pest control business. It's his JOB to get rid of bugs. Sure he said the company went bellyup - but unless he sold all his stuff (he hasn't - he is STILL doing pest control - our son tells me) then he has the equipment necessary.
Dallas still hasn't paid a dime in support. Although he brought over cans of microwave chef boyardee. 6 of them. That is the way he thinks he can justify himself. Only thing is - even my least picky eater - hates it.
Oh - back to the bedbug conversation...
He called and I answered - he said "What should we do about these bedbugs?" I said "Gee, I don't know, but it's pretty gross that you move in your old girlfriend and all of a sudden you have bedbugs. They probably came in on her" - Then - childishly, I hung up...convulsing in giggles.
He called another time later and we talked about him getting the kids. He decided to forgo his parental time last night because he didn't want to take the kids home where the infestation (of 1 found bedbug - ONE!) was. It didn't even occur to him to take them to the park, or the library, or McDonalds. And I didn't tell him either. It was just his excuse not to come get them.
Then before he hung up he said "Would you get online and look up bedbugs and..." This time I cut him off and said "That is something a wife would do for you - why don't you ask Rhonda to do it?" Again I hung up before he could answer.
He just isn't getting it.
"I got Terminex out here and they say it'll be $800 - so you can either pay your half or I just won't be obligated to pay child support for while" (remember child support got lowered to $150 a month.
Now there are a couple of things wrong with this scenerio. First, I don't live there. I'm not obligated to pay squat for any of the upkeep. Second, my husband used to work for Terminex and I know he has buddies that still work there - who would come in and say anything Dallas wanted them to. and Third, my STBFS has his own pest control business. It's his JOB to get rid of bugs. Sure he said the company went bellyup - but unless he sold all his stuff (he hasn't - he is STILL doing pest control - our son tells me) then he has the equipment necessary.
Dallas still hasn't paid a dime in support. Although he brought over cans of microwave chef boyardee. 6 of them. That is the way he thinks he can justify himself. Only thing is - even my least picky eater - hates it.
Oh - back to the bedbug conversation...
He called and I answered - he said "What should we do about these bedbugs?" I said "Gee, I don't know, but it's pretty gross that you move in your old girlfriend and all of a sudden you have bedbugs. They probably came in on her" - Then - childishly, I hung up...convulsing in giggles.
He called another time later and we talked about him getting the kids. He decided to forgo his parental time last night because he didn't want to take the kids home where the infestation (of 1 found bedbug - ONE!) was. It didn't even occur to him to take them to the park, or the library, or McDonalds. And I didn't tell him either. It was just his excuse not to come get them.
Then before he hung up he said "Would you get online and look up bedbugs and..." This time I cut him off and said "That is something a wife would do for you - why don't you ask Rhonda to do it?" Again I hung up before he could answer.
He just isn't getting it.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Filed for divorce in Feb...
...and he still hasn't paid child support.
When I kicked him out for being drunk almost 2 yrs ago - he quit his job - to start his own company. He was ordered to pay support based on the amount of money he USED to make. Well - he took me to court to say "My business went belly-up". Only his lawyer said it. He never showed up to court that day. He is living in our house with his new girlfriend. Actually - she is his highschool girlfriend.
I went over one night - her truck was parked in the driveway so I parked behind her and went in. The front door was locked by the storm door - so I went around to the back door, which was unlocked. They were in the bedroom. I walked in and she walked into my master bath - with the light off.
I took that opportunity to look thru her purse which was open on the floor while jr begged me to leave. As if I hadn't seen her yet! Duh!!!
So...I walked into the bathroom, flipped on the light and said "What are you doing in the dark...IN MY SHIRT?!!"
To be honest, her being in my shirt got a bigger reaction from me than her living there. Which of course she denied. She also denied having sex with him at all - this is while she crawled to the middle of my king sized bed and sat cross legged. UH - HELLO! You are sitting on MY bed as if you own it??? but I should believe you aren't sleeping with my STBFS?
Then - get this - while I was walking out, I was in the kitchen and I asked Dallas for the griddle and do you know what he said to me??? He told me he loved me and wanted me to come home.
Remarkable.
Anyway, Dallas was supposed to pay $600 a month child support and $1010 a month spousal support. (This is where "cheaper to keep her" came to be)
His lawyer - his HIGH PRICE lawyer went to court and said that Dallas had no income - and the magistrate lowered his payment to ZERO spousal support and only $150 a month for 3 kids. That doesn't even feed 3 kids in a month.
When I kicked him out for being drunk almost 2 yrs ago - he quit his job - to start his own company. He was ordered to pay support based on the amount of money he USED to make. Well - he took me to court to say "My business went belly-up". Only his lawyer said it. He never showed up to court that day. He is living in our house with his new girlfriend. Actually - she is his highschool girlfriend.
I went over one night - her truck was parked in the driveway so I parked behind her and went in. The front door was locked by the storm door - so I went around to the back door, which was unlocked. They were in the bedroom. I walked in and she walked into my master bath - with the light off.
I took that opportunity to look thru her purse which was open on the floor while jr begged me to leave. As if I hadn't seen her yet! Duh!!!
So...I walked into the bathroom, flipped on the light and said "What are you doing in the dark...IN MY SHIRT?!!"
To be honest, her being in my shirt got a bigger reaction from me than her living there. Which of course she denied. She also denied having sex with him at all - this is while she crawled to the middle of my king sized bed and sat cross legged. UH - HELLO! You are sitting on MY bed as if you own it??? but I should believe you aren't sleeping with my STBFS?
Then - get this - while I was walking out, I was in the kitchen and I asked Dallas for the griddle and do you know what he said to me??? He told me he loved me and wanted me to come home.
Remarkable.
Anyway, Dallas was supposed to pay $600 a month child support and $1010 a month spousal support. (This is where "cheaper to keep her" came to be)
His lawyer - his HIGH PRICE lawyer went to court and said that Dallas had no income - and the magistrate lowered his payment to ZERO spousal support and only $150 a month for 3 kids. That doesn't even feed 3 kids in a month.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Harder Than I Thought
Writing this blog is harder than I thought. I thought it would be cathartic and therapeutic for me. However, I am so discouraged by the dirty tricks my husband and his family are pulling that I haven't had the heart.
Let me catch you up to speed.
My STBFS has visitation with the kids each Wed. night from 6-9. Last week, he kept them overnight. I kept telling him to bring them home - because starting at 9:25 he called about 5 times. First to ask if they could stay. I said NO. Then to tell me that HIS lawyer told him he could keep them if he wanted. And that he wanted. He kept them until 8 pm the next night.
Last night as he was picking them up he told me flat out that he was keeping them overnight. But I didn't want to be the one going against the court order so I let them go...
Let me catch you up to speed.
My STBFS has visitation with the kids each Wed. night from 6-9. Last week, he kept them overnight. I kept telling him to bring them home - because starting at 9:25 he called about 5 times. First to ask if they could stay. I said NO. Then to tell me that HIS lawyer told him he could keep them if he wanted. And that he wanted. He kept them until 8 pm the next night.
Last night as he was picking them up he told me flat out that he was keeping them overnight. But I didn't want to be the one going against the court order so I let them go...
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
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