I must be dreaming.....

Hubby and I went to a family event (his family, not mine) and we were actually well received!

No, really....We even had a good time and laughed a lot.

Ever the optimist, I am hoping that this is a trend that continues....

SIL has kicked the no good ex out again, btw, and he is living in a men's hostel.

I hope it stays that way.

Hubby has work this weekend, I am visiting my very favourite Aunt on Saturday and the Easter bunny is coming!

Life is good!

Sorry I have been gone so long. I have so much to tell, but little inclination to sit and write. Not cuz I don't want to write, just cuz I am so ...overwhelmed by the crap in my life.

My darling sister in law is at it again. She let that asshat back in after the whole lawyer fiasco. I am not getting sucked in, I am NOT. I don't care what he does, she is on her own as far as I am concerned. He can scale her second floor balcony and steal her pay cheque every week, it is not my problem.

Still, it pisses me off.

Hubby is still out of work. I am not sure what the eff is happening..I know that the economy is going down hill, I know that people are cutting back, less spending, yada yada yada..Still, there has to be some work out there.

Hubby is feeling useless, and worthless and of course, he is cranky. I don't really blame him. I know that so much of his ego is wrapped in his work and his earning capability. There was a time when we lived life large, no worries, money to spare. Those days are long gone and we are resorting to other methods to pay our bills.

We still have our middle daughters bf living here with us. I am really struggling with this. Don't get me wrong, he is a nice kid. Sweet enough, and good to my girl. He is also, however, a spaz that makes me crazy and I am losing my mind at the lack of privacy in our tiny house.

Add to that the fact that his mother (he is 17) pays almost nothing to have him here. My Hubby has not worked full time since November..In fact, his entire income from Jan, Feb, and March is $600. Now, the boys mother knows that we have no money but feel as though she has no irresponsibility to care for her son.

WTF?????????

Since when is he our problem?? I took this kid in out of the goodness of my heart (there is some goodness in there somewhere, I swear) and she has given us a whopping $140 in 7 + months. No, not a month, that is the total for all 7 + months.

Yup, then she has the nerve to call me a fucking lunatic to my kid.

Damn right I am. Who else would take in another woman's kid and give him the best Christmas of his life, pay for his grad photo proofs, his bus pass, body wash, tooth paste, everything without so much as a thank you?

That's right. His mother has never even thanked me.

Sigh......

It's not all bad news though.

My Hubby and I saw Motley Crue a couple of weeks ago with our eldest girl and her bf. Man, I saw SO much porn!

Lol. It made me itchy to watch it with my kid (even if she is 21) but we all had so much fun.

So, that's the long and short of it. Lots going on, too much head clogging crap. Life is like that, I suppose.

I leave with a joke that made me smile.

WHY YOU NEVER QUESTION A DRUNK

I was shopping at the local supermarket where I selected:

A half-gallon of 2% milk,

A carton of eggs,

A quart of orange juice,

A head of romaine lettuce,

A 2 lb. can of coffee, and

A 1 lb. package of bacon.

As I was unloading my items on the conveyor belt to check out, a drunk standing behind me watched as I placed the items in front of the cashier.

While the cashier was ringing up the purchases, the drunk calmly stated, 'You must be single.'I was a bit startled by this proclamation, but I was intrigued by the derelicts intuition, since I was indeed single. I looked at the six items on the belt and saw nothing particularly unusual about my selections that could have tipped off the drunk to my marital status.

Curiosity getting the better of me, I said: 'Well, you know what, you're absolutely right. But how on earth did you know that?'The drunk replied, 'Cause you're ugly

So I went with my idiot SIL to see her lawyer. She called me, as a last resort, no doubt, to accompany her to the office. Hubby advised against it, but I felt badly for her. I honestly thought that she was serious about leaving the jerk off and thought that somebody in the family should be supportive.

We met with him, the guy that she thought was a 'balmer', like in funeral homes. (Sigh...I tried to explain to that she was thhinking of an enbalmer). Anyway, his name was Balmer or something close to that...He seemed very nice and I think that idiot SIL caught him off guard. He fell for her act and I just know that she will end up with some amount of free work or something. She does that to people. Sucks them in.

That was over a month ago, and I have heard nothing from her since then. I am relieved, honestly, but it pisses me off. Once again, I allowed myself to get sucked in to her shit. Last week her almost-kinda-sorta ex grabbed the kid from school. (The Boy is only 5). Her almost-kinda-sorta ex is a drug addict that is still using. He is always drunk and when he has the money, he spends it all on coke...So he grabs The Boy and SIL throws her hand up in the air like 'what do you do' instead of calling cops.

Cripes.

I wash my hands of the whole thing. Hubby's family has been good to me and they only come calling when they need something.

When will I learn???

In other news............

Excuse me while I gloat.

My second ex husband is a jerk. I don't mean cuz he is my ex, but I mean a real jerk. He has not seen his kids in years, and has not even called them for birthdays or holidays. He lives one town over and has no excuse. His new wife treats my kids like garbage and erases all of the emails that they send to my ex. (She has admitted to this). She is an unhappy, miserable bitch that takes her troubles out on everyone around her.

My ex MIL on the other hand, is a peach. She adores my kids, and my new Hubby. We are terribly close, and I see her at least once a week. She told me a couple of days ago that when her mother passes away (great grandma is nearly 95), I am included in the will. All three of my kids are (two of my kids are steps to great grandma). Ex husband's new wife on the other hand, is not only excluded from the will, but she is not invited to the reading of the will.

Sigh.

I don't even care about the money ($1000). I just LOVE that I was included.

Maybe karma is not a concept, afterall, maybe, it's real :)

WTF?

No dogs smoking ice cream? WTF?

Anyway, things are pretty much back to normal, whatever that is in this house.

Hubby is slightly less cranky these days. I know that his frustration is due largely to his lay off. It has been well over a month since we have seen a pay cheque and we have zero savings. We have managed so far, but things are getting tense now. I have no way to pay all of our bills and it is weighing heavily on both of us.

Hubby's sister, the idiot with the jack ass boyfriend, is turning 41 in a few days. my MIL asked us yesterday if we would chip in on a birthday gift for her.

WTF?

Firstly, she is still with the jack ass and her son is afraid to live in his own house because of it. Secondly, no one ever remembers the birthdays in our house...not me, or the kids, or Hubby. Idiot Sister has never done one fucking thing to help herself, and everyone caters to her.

Thirdly, we are BROKE. The whole family knows it. Why would anyone ask us to help pay for a fake fireplace for an Idiot that deserves a kick in the ass. A fake fucking fire place? Gimme a break. There is another sister that works for some kind of factory and almost everyone in the family has one now.

Except us. Not that I want one. I'm just sayin'.

We loaned money to Hubby's friend more than a month ago and he has made NO effort to pay us. it is not a lot of money, but it would make a huge difference for us right now. Like, the amount that he owes us the same amount that we spent on food today.

He has no kids, pays $300 for rent and all he does is smoke weed and drink booze. He can smoke himself to death for all I care, after he pays us back. He had the nerve to ask Hubby for some groceries last week.

WTF?

Things are ok in most other ways. My kids are all healthy and if you knew what the past was like for us, you would know that is a miracle. Close enough anyway.

I went to see The Unborn today with Hubby and another couple. I used my gift card and I am pissed. I should have waited and rented it. I hope that Gran Torino is better. I'm watching that one on line and saving myself the money.

Christmas was good...Christmas Day, itself, anyway. We had family over, ate too much food, laughed, a lot, and my bestie and I took our dogs out for a longish walk, just the two of us with the dogs.

After they left, however, things got a bit hairy. For some reason, Hubby was In A Mood. Not sure why.
The long and short of it is that I spent Christmas night, alone, while he slept on the couch.

Things were no better by morning, and by that night, things were completely out of control.

Hubby flew into a rage. I mean a rage. He was full blown crazy. He punched a huge ass hole into the bedroom wall and left the house, telling me that it was over.

Merry Fuckin' Christmas to me.

He came home the next day. We talked. I still feel...angry. Pissed. No, worse.

I am hurt beyond words.

He has done this to me so many times that I have lost count.

He has ruined the trust that we have built and I feel as though I am (and the kids) expendable as far as he is concerned.

I am just so tired of this. We have been together for more than 7 years and he still has one foot out the door.

I don't know what to do.

Merry Christmas

Happy Holidays to all of my blog buddies - well, Happy Holidays, Walker. Hope Santa gives you everything that you want.
Merry Christmas!

Asshole

So...I have been offline for a bit. Lots going on, and then there is the depression thing.

Oy.

Then there is the family shit.

Hubby's sister has moved her stabbing ex boyfriend back into her house.

Oh yeah, you read that right...The boyfriend (and father of kid number two) stabbed kid number one with a screwdriver just about two months ago.

Kid number two is actually sleeping in empty garages and flopping on couches because, obviously, he is not comfortable sleeping under the same roof as the asshole that jabbed a gapping hole in his side.

Imagine that. The kid is freaked out.

Now, just to back track, this boyfriend (ok, he is in his 40's not exactly a boy) has:

broken SIL's arm

smashed her eye in, giving her a great purple bruise and stitches just in time for Easter

baracaded himself in the house with a then 10 month old infant and SIL, threatening to kill himself

stolen money (diaper money, rent money) from SIL to buy coke

dropped the baby countless times due to the fact that he was drunk and alone with the baby

This is just what I am coming with off of the top of my head. I once had a frantic phone call from SIL asking Hubby and I to rescue her and the kids from the boyfriend when he was abusive....When I showed up, I was told to FUCK OFF, cuz, you know, I am not family.

This is the same sister that can't take a 6 minute bus ride to work (her 70 year old dad drives her everywhere, getting up early and sometimes staying up till the wee hours). She borrowed my cell phone, ran up a $600 bill and paid me 50 fucking bucks on it. Oh yeah, the same 50 bucks that FIL promptly took because we owed him.....

Can you tell that I am pissed?

There is another sister that babysits all of the time, for free, cuz you know, poor woman is overwhelmed. That sister and Hubby's 85 year old mom have the kid more that his mom does.


WHY, oh why is it that she keeps this asshole around? Her family does everything for her, it's not like she has no other support. Boyfriend has NEVER paid any support, even though they have been apart more then they have been together. Not one penny, not even bought his own kid a birthday gift or newe shoes.

He is not only putting her life at risk, but now he is putting her two sons at risk. I mean, LITERALLY. He almost killed kid number one.

WTF?

I have been some real losers in my time (uh, ex number one and two) but I got the hell out of dodge when my kids were at risk. I had NO help, no family and was on my own. She has everything is still with a jack ass.


I think that if F&CS finds out that Boyfriend is living there, she will lose her son.

You know what else I think?

It might be the best thing that ever happened to him.