freakygirl
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Ok.. my weekend started out normal. My husband picked up his kids went to McDonalds to feed them dinner. My ex husband and his wife brought my kids.
We watched the opening ceremonies of the Olympics.. it was a nice evening.
Saturday morning came along and I discovered the 3 boys who are ADHD didn't bring any of their medications ("Mom forgot to send it") I think it's because Mom hates step mom and wants me to suffer. Fine I can deal with that... ignore children and hope they don't break any bones (or windows)
My daughter, step daughter and step son all have birthdays this month.. so Mother in law (bitch for short) called and wanted to take them shopping. Now mind you she doesn't like boys. Only girls.. preferably my very slutty looking 13 year old step daughter. So they all take off with Bitch to go shopping. Bitch informs my very tomboyish daughter and slutty step daughter that it's ok to dress like Britney because it's cute.. and cool.. and they have nice bodies. My daughter told me all this. She told Bitch that she wasn't interested in dressy like that.. slutty step daughter says.. COOL.. mom (me) and dad don't let me dress like that. But MY mom (Bitch #2) will. So she proceeds to buy anything and everything that is to small. My daughter picked out a pair of size 5 (in womens) jeans. Bitch said those are to large. Grab a pair of threes and lets go. My daughter isn't fat.. she's athletic and she has muscular legs. (she is a pitcher for her fast pitch softball team). Needless to say, I have to return a pair of jeans because they are way to tight. And not my daughters style. Bitch is still trying to tell me they fit her. She can't sit in them at all. Is she supposed to stand all the time?
So Sunday morning comes along. All fine and dandy. Take husbands kids home this afternoon. (it's an hour and half drive there and back.. total time 3 hours in the car with boys with no medication) Needless to say.. I no longer have gray hair. I'm bald!
I get home this evening.. and my best friend (ex husbands wife) calls me.. says something about needing me to come over and there being a fire. My first instinct is.. My kids house is on fire! I drive over to find out. It's her office.. not the house. It was a small arson fire.. on the back porch. Thank god it wasn't more serious.
That is my weekend in a nut shell
I'm not drinking.. yet
And I picked a hell of a weekend to stop smoking and start my period.
So.. how was your weekend?
We watched the opening ceremonies of the Olympics.. it was a nice evening.
Saturday morning came along and I discovered the 3 boys who are ADHD didn't bring any of their medications ("Mom forgot to send it") I think it's because Mom hates step mom and wants me to suffer. Fine I can deal with that... ignore children and hope they don't break any bones (or windows)
My daughter, step daughter and step son all have birthdays this month.. so Mother in law (bitch for short) called and wanted to take them shopping. Now mind you she doesn't like boys. Only girls.. preferably my very slutty looking 13 year old step daughter. So they all take off with Bitch to go shopping. Bitch informs my very tomboyish daughter and slutty step daughter that it's ok to dress like Britney because it's cute.. and cool.. and they have nice bodies. My daughter told me all this. She told Bitch that she wasn't interested in dressy like that.. slutty step daughter says.. COOL.. mom (me) and dad don't let me dress like that. But MY mom (Bitch #2) will. So she proceeds to buy anything and everything that is to small. My daughter picked out a pair of size 5 (in womens) jeans. Bitch said those are to large. Grab a pair of threes and lets go. My daughter isn't fat.. she's athletic and she has muscular legs. (she is a pitcher for her fast pitch softball team). Needless to say, I have to return a pair of jeans because they are way to tight. And not my daughters style. Bitch is still trying to tell me they fit her. She can't sit in them at all. Is she supposed to stand all the time?
So Sunday morning comes along. All fine and dandy. Take husbands kids home this afternoon. (it's an hour and half drive there and back.. total time 3 hours in the car with boys with no medication) Needless to say.. I no longer have gray hair. I'm bald!
I get home this evening.. and my best friend (ex husbands wife) calls me.. says something about needing me to come over and there being a fire. My first instinct is.. My kids house is on fire! I drive over to find out. It's her office.. not the house. It was a small arson fire.. on the back porch. Thank god it wasn't more serious.
That is my weekend in a nut shell
I'm not drinking.. yet
And I picked a hell of a weekend to stop smoking and start my period.
So.. how was your weekend?