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.

There is a whole shit load of head clogging crap swirling around me today.

I have been thinking a lot of old friends. Some of these old friends I am in contact with (thru email) and some I am not. Most of the old friends are men, which is why I don't bother to mention them to my Hubby.

My Hubby is a great guy in many ways, but he is incredibly jealous, even of the ghosts of my youth. I suppose that I can understand. Still, it doesn't make it any easier to deal with.

I miss my friend Shane.

A lot. (He is the second half of my twins)

We dated, it's true, but he was my best friend, long before we ever dated. When his brother and I broke up, we started spending more time together, and at the time, dating Shane seemed like a natural progression.

It wasn't. We dated for about 4 months before we recognized that we should just be friends again. It took awhile, and I thought that our friendship was fractured forever.

It wasn't. A couple of months later, we were best friends again (and I was dating his brother, the right twin for me).

Shane was by my side when I had a miscarriage, and a subsequent break down. He never left my side, all of those days and weeks that I stayed in bed, too despondant to even eat.

I have often told people that he saved my life, and I truly believe that he did. I would not have survived without him.

I am still in contact with his brother. (My first love). His wife and I are facebook friends and message each other now and again. It has been a long time and she has nothing to fear from me anymore. I have a life here in Ontario that I would never leave.

Time marches on and love fades away.

Shane and I would still be friends, too, if it weren`t for one thing.



His religion.

He is a Jehovah`s Witness and his religion tells him that unless I am saved and convert to being a JW, I am not worth his time and effort.

It breaks my heart.

I often wonder about people that can belive in a God that tells you to walk away from your family and life long friends because they have a different idea of Heaven and salvation.

Thinking of the twins makes me miss the ocean.

I can not describe the yearning that I feel when I think of Halifax Harbour or the lake that I spent that summer tanning my skinny little ass by.


I have been planning a return trip to Dartmouth for 18 years. It hasn`t happened yet.


I keep thinking of my sister in law, that passed away last April. Hubby has 7 sisters and of all of them, she was his fav. She was funny and sweet, gracious and full of life. She passed out at work one day and never woke up. It was that fast.

I never got to know her the way that I wanted to, the way that I should have.

I can`t get her or her grieving husband and kids off of my mind.


Then there is the everyday shit. Bills, kids, work, and Christmas.


Christmas. I wonder what it will like this year, now that my oldest daughter is pretty much shacked up with her no good boyfriend.


Like I said, normal head clogging crap.


I wish that I could turn it all of sometimes.

10 Things About Me

I have one blog friend here, and it seems that in some ways he has the advantage..or do I? I can read his archives, but I am new here, no real history to speak of. So, for you, my bloggy buddy, I will tell some of my deepest, darkest, secrets.

1. I used to work in the morgue, as an assistant. I loved the work, but could NOT handle the maggots and the smells.

2. My two best friends have been my friends for 29 and 24 years. They know more about me than my own family, and I love them more than most of `real`family.

3. I am estranged from most of my family members. There are various reasons, but the end result is the same for all of them. They are out of my life.

4. I am an expert shop lifter.

True.

When I was a homeless teen, I made food money by stealing. I have never robbed anyone, or mugged anyone. I just stole from big box stores to make some cash.

5. I miss some of my estranged family. Sad, but true.

6. I wish that I didn't.

7. I dated identical twins. They were not completely identical.

8. My mother abandoned me when I was three. I was raised by my Dad.

9. I have some Canadian celebs in my family. (Nothing like Paris, or Madonna, but any self respecting Canadian would know of them). It doesn't get me better tables at restaurants or free stuff.

10. I know more about cults and ritualistic abuse then your average person.

Ok, ok, some of these things are known by my friends, and a couple are deep, dark, secrets.

Stay tuned for more.........