Kudos to my hottie, who practically single-handedly organized and pulled off an event lasting approximately 14-hours, included nearly 30 events covering all ages, and earned her accolades throughout our community.
Sugar, you've set the bar very high for the future "Activities Director" for this community... and you should be proud of your efforts over the last few months. What an amazing day.
Love,
Mister-M
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Friday, July 27, 2007
It's all in the talent
I cannot wait for tomorrow to be over. Tomorrow is the grand opening of our new community clubhouse. This building has been here for 30 years, sits right on the lake with a 70 ft fireplace, it's awesome. But the old regime never did anything with it, and the new regime wanted to tear it down and build something new. We fought for 2 years to get them to redo the existing building. Mr. M and I have personally spent at least 200 hours working on projects, attending meetings, getting votes and more.
After two years we finally have a finished building and are looking forward to all the activites that are planned. Unfortunately I got dragged into organizing the entire opening, and so for the past two months I have gotten 30 events together that will happen over 12 hours tomorrow. This has been the bane of my existence. As if I needed another excuse to not blog! The kids also have a swim meet at the same time, ugh. Mr. M is on his own for that event. So, long story short, I hope to be able to get back to real life on Sunday.
Also, yes, Psycho Mom is still very psycho. The latest "short" story. She says the weekend of the 11th is her, it's not. BUT, she asks to switch it due to a "family portrait", yea right, and we say YES. What does she do? She says, no I'm canceling the portrait and I'm asking the judge to make you reimburse the $400 deposit my brother made. What a fucking psycho. Like any judge won't see past that? She.just.wants.to.argue. It's all she fucking has. What a sad life.....
After two years we finally have a finished building and are looking forward to all the activites that are planned. Unfortunately I got dragged into organizing the entire opening, and so for the past two months I have gotten 30 events together that will happen over 12 hours tomorrow. This has been the bane of my existence. As if I needed another excuse to not blog! The kids also have a swim meet at the same time, ugh. Mr. M is on his own for that event. So, long story short, I hope to be able to get back to real life on Sunday.
Also, yes, Psycho Mom is still very psycho. The latest "short" story. She says the weekend of the 11th is her, it's not. BUT, she asks to switch it due to a "family portrait", yea right, and we say YES. What does she do? She says, no I'm canceling the portrait and I'm asking the judge to make you reimburse the $400 deposit my brother made. What a fucking psycho. Like any judge won't see past that? She.just.wants.to.argue. It's all she fucking has. What a sad life.....
Thursday, July 19, 2007
The line, oh, it's drawn, in black paint
So, let's bring everyone up to speed, because I just need to talk about it. On June 29th, we had a Mary Kay party at our home at 9am. Just me and a couple of the neighbors plus the MK rep. We had all been at a wine tasting the night before, so we were just hanging out. All the kids, about 8 of them, were playing together. At 1pm, the MK rep dropped off all the orders from the morning as she was leaving town. I took two of the orders to my next door neighbors, one which is right next to me which I just left inside the door, and the other directly behind us, which I spoke to for about 10 minutes, re: the poop incident. The kids were playing outside and then ventured in as I was over there.
The next day the kids had their first swim meet. This was Psycho Mom's weekend and had agreed to take two weekends in a row and come to VA for the meet so that our weekends would be back on schedule and all the kids would be together for the summer. She arrived at the meet late and took them to her hotel. By all accounts they had a great time, even leaving a message for Mr. M the evening of June 30th about going to the racetrack and how awesome it was. We met on Sunday July 1st in the parking lot of Target to get the boys back. Psycho Mom said nothing to us during the exchange. The next day we get a message about me "never" leaving the kids alone locked in the house, my GOD, they could start a fire or "stab each other to death." Psycho Mom being Psycho, we ignored it. First of all, my kids have no access to anything to start a fire, and second, who the fuck thinks their kids are going to stab each other? She is fucked in the head.
By Tuesday she is livid we are ignoring her. Sucks to be alone I guess. She starts sending threatening voice mails and e-mails saying she "can't afford" to get the kids this weekend and she'll take the next one, and if we don't agree she'll file contempt charges. Um yea, IGNORE! So then she sends an e-mail saying if we continue to ignore her, she will "start filing petitions and call CPS." Um, whatever, IGNORE. Wednesday we celebrate the 4th of July with a large cookout in the backyard with all the neighbors. Burgers, dogs, watermelon, and let me be very detailed here, FOUR KINDS OF ICE CREAM. This is important for later.
On Friday, there is a knock at the door. It's someone from CPS. She has a complaint against MEEEEEE saying I left the kids home alone for an hour while I was making deliveries on Friday. They were LOCKED INTO THE HOUSE during this time (um yea an 8 yr old can't open a lock, ass), a claim that my daughter CHOKED her son and left bright red marks, also we are WITHHOLDING FOOD from her children because we believe they are too fat, including THEY AREN'T ALLOWED TO HAVE ICE CREAM. Seriously? Do they really include that shit in abuse reports? (My kids also aren't allowed to have video games, or watch more than an hour of TV, are WE NEGLECTING OUR KIDS?) So, the CPS agent says she has to talk to all four kids, we schedule for Monday and now I'm livid. I'm beyond pissed. I look at Mr. M and say "Do you have any idea how much I want to tell you to leave right now?" He responds, "I wouldn't." I'm beyond being able to see straight. Mr. M leaves to get the kids and I go to a friends and just cry.
When he returns we have to talk to each other. I tell him I am now refusing to be alone with his children. While we may get lucky with one report, I will simply not endanger my own kids by taking our chances with getting someone who gives a shit the next time she calls CPS. This throws a lot of plans into a cramp as Mr. M is consulting 5-6 days in another state in the following two weeks. Mr. M scrambles to find other plans, all while I feel like shit for causing problems.
We get through the weekend. We get through the interview with the kids. We tape it. The CPS agent says she finds the report to be unfounded. She makes remarks about throwing any other reports she makes into the trash. We get through the rest of the week. Mr. M picks up the kids from camp on Friday night and a call comes on the phone line from Our County. I know instinctively it's the cops. They then call Mr. M's cell phone and he tells them to come right on over. We have to tell the kids AGAIN that Psycho Mom has now called the cops on us and they are coming over to check on them. The kids do well with the cop. The cop reports that Psycho Mom wanted the kids checked on "because (we) are not normal people."
WHO THE FUCK DOES THAT TO THEIR OWN KIDS? How does a woman who purportedly gives a shit about her kids, and does everything in their best interests, send two people over to interrogate them about false allegations?
Oh, we aren't done yet. Now she has filed two petitions in court. She has royally fucked up this time, also filing a COMPLAINT AGAINST THE JUDGE. Why? Because the judge knows what she is and found her guilty on two counts of contempt last time and threw out all her petitions against Mr. M as completely false. And here she goes again, with false complaints. Of course now we are in jeapordy of having to get a new judge because of the complaint - in which case we will have to go through everything all over again as they won't know the history and what a fucking nutcase this bitch is. Psycho Mom is again requesting full custody, something she has lost again and again.
Filing a false report is a felony in VA, and I'm going after her. No one fucks with my kids. Ever.
The next day the kids had their first swim meet. This was Psycho Mom's weekend and had agreed to take two weekends in a row and come to VA for the meet so that our weekends would be back on schedule and all the kids would be together for the summer. She arrived at the meet late and took them to her hotel. By all accounts they had a great time, even leaving a message for Mr. M the evening of June 30th about going to the racetrack and how awesome it was. We met on Sunday July 1st in the parking lot of Target to get the boys back. Psycho Mom said nothing to us during the exchange. The next day we get a message about me "never" leaving the kids alone locked in the house, my GOD, they could start a fire or "stab each other to death." Psycho Mom being Psycho, we ignored it. First of all, my kids have no access to anything to start a fire, and second, who the fuck thinks their kids are going to stab each other? She is fucked in the head.
By Tuesday she is livid we are ignoring her. Sucks to be alone I guess. She starts sending threatening voice mails and e-mails saying she "can't afford" to get the kids this weekend and she'll take the next one, and if we don't agree she'll file contempt charges. Um yea, IGNORE! So then she sends an e-mail saying if we continue to ignore her, she will "start filing petitions and call CPS." Um, whatever, IGNORE. Wednesday we celebrate the 4th of July with a large cookout in the backyard with all the neighbors. Burgers, dogs, watermelon, and let me be very detailed here, FOUR KINDS OF ICE CREAM. This is important for later.
On Friday, there is a knock at the door. It's someone from CPS. She has a complaint against MEEEEEE saying I left the kids home alone for an hour while I was making deliveries on Friday. They were LOCKED INTO THE HOUSE during this time (um yea an 8 yr old can't open a lock, ass), a claim that my daughter CHOKED her son and left bright red marks, also we are WITHHOLDING FOOD from her children because we believe they are too fat, including THEY AREN'T ALLOWED TO HAVE ICE CREAM. Seriously? Do they really include that shit in abuse reports? (My kids also aren't allowed to have video games, or watch more than an hour of TV, are WE NEGLECTING OUR KIDS?) So, the CPS agent says she has to talk to all four kids, we schedule for Monday and now I'm livid. I'm beyond pissed. I look at Mr. M and say "Do you have any idea how much I want to tell you to leave right now?" He responds, "I wouldn't." I'm beyond being able to see straight. Mr. M leaves to get the kids and I go to a friends and just cry.
When he returns we have to talk to each other. I tell him I am now refusing to be alone with his children. While we may get lucky with one report, I will simply not endanger my own kids by taking our chances with getting someone who gives a shit the next time she calls CPS. This throws a lot of plans into a cramp as Mr. M is consulting 5-6 days in another state in the following two weeks. Mr. M scrambles to find other plans, all while I feel like shit for causing problems.
We get through the weekend. We get through the interview with the kids. We tape it. The CPS agent says she finds the report to be unfounded. She makes remarks about throwing any other reports she makes into the trash. We get through the rest of the week. Mr. M picks up the kids from camp on Friday night and a call comes on the phone line from Our County. I know instinctively it's the cops. They then call Mr. M's cell phone and he tells them to come right on over. We have to tell the kids AGAIN that Psycho Mom has now called the cops on us and they are coming over to check on them. The kids do well with the cop. The cop reports that Psycho Mom wanted the kids checked on "because (we) are not normal people."
WHO THE FUCK DOES THAT TO THEIR OWN KIDS? How does a woman who purportedly gives a shit about her kids, and does everything in their best interests, send two people over to interrogate them about false allegations?
Oh, we aren't done yet. Now she has filed two petitions in court. She has royally fucked up this time, also filing a COMPLAINT AGAINST THE JUDGE. Why? Because the judge knows what she is and found her guilty on two counts of contempt last time and threw out all her petitions against Mr. M as completely false. And here she goes again, with false complaints. Of course now we are in jeapordy of having to get a new judge because of the complaint - in which case we will have to go through everything all over again as they won't know the history and what a fucking nutcase this bitch is. Psycho Mom is again requesting full custody, something she has lost again and again.
Filing a false report is a felony in VA, and I'm going after her. No one fucks with my kids. Ever.
Saturday, July 14, 2007
Friends don't let friends psot drunk
Hey, my 711 post happened on 7/11/07 - how fucked up is that? Also, how fucked up am I? A LOT! We neighbor had a cookout today becuase she missed ours on the 4th, and I'm totoally stopping correcting my sppelling errors righ tnow, so if you can't read it too bad. So anyway, I totoally love my neighbors, they are all aweomse. We have soooo much fun together. Our one neighbor is due to have a baby next week, and she can't speak englise, we have much fun together. They guys are playing basketball tgoether tomorrow, should be ne interesting, then we are doing poker and karaoke. I love my life.
Also, after cunt face called CPS last week and got nowhere, she called the cops on us last night, and GOT NOWHERE! Woot! So, Mr. M is so afraid of anyone coming to our door that today, when the kids came upstairs to tell hime someone was at the door, he came down in HIS TOWEL! lol It turned out it was the neighbors that own the lot next to us, wondering about the new water fees, because they want to build a vacation house eventually. He apologized, said something about unwanted guests, and then changed into real clothes to talk to them. Haha, our life is so good, and so fucked up at other times. Thank God the people who really know us know how awesome our kids are and how much we love them...... Everyone else, go fuck yourselves.....
Also, after cunt face called CPS last week and got nowhere, she called the cops on us last night, and GOT NOWHERE! Woot! So, Mr. M is so afraid of anyone coming to our door that today, when the kids came upstairs to tell hime someone was at the door, he came down in HIS TOWEL! lol It turned out it was the neighbors that own the lot next to us, wondering about the new water fees, because they want to build a vacation house eventually. He apologized, said something about unwanted guests, and then changed into real clothes to talk to them. Haha, our life is so good, and so fucked up at other times. Thank God the people who really know us know how awesome our kids are and how much we love them...... Everyone else, go fuck yourselves.....
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Friends along the way
As always, right when you are feeling good and making progress in your life, something comes along and kicks you in the ass, and it's usually the same person in my life unfortunately. Yes, Psycho Mom has kicked up her antics. She's not happy about a number of things right now, first that we have the kids full time, and second that because we have them full time, she gets NO child support. So, she has gone into overdrive. After letting her know we would answer NO e-mails and NO phone calls from her in May we got only 3 a month for May and June, compared to the usual 30-45 a month. Until July when she lost her marbles. I can't go into it as there will be a court case, but let's just say she made a HUGE mistake because she involved me, MY KIDS, and by association the STBEH. He is livid and rightfully so, and I just fell apart for a few days.
It's during these times that you really learn who your friends are, and I am soooo grateful for mine. The week before my neighbor had a bit of a breakdown. She has 20 month old twins and her husband is a flight attendant that is out of the country for 5-6 days at a time. Her daughter is in the poop playing phase which is never fun. I happened to go to her door when she was fed up with it and ready to cry, so I watched the kids while she took some time for herself, and then Mr. M, the Prince, Princess, and I went over the next day and cleaned her whole house for her. This week was her turn to see me cry, which as you all know is a very, VERY rare event.
The worst part about this week is what it's doing to the kids. It's been an interesting learning experience as we've really been able to show them that there may be some consequences that you don't think about when you do something. It's important to understand how your actions affect other people and this is difficult to teach a child, but so very important to learn. I wish this incident wasn't the driving force, but we have to make the best of it before it destroys us. The Princess told her camp counselor that she is very mad at Psycho Mom and doesn't understand why she would try to hurt her. How do you explain that to an 8 year old?
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It's during these times that you really learn who your friends are, and I am soooo grateful for mine. The week before my neighbor had a bit of a breakdown. She has 20 month old twins and her husband is a flight attendant that is out of the country for 5-6 days at a time. Her daughter is in the poop playing phase which is never fun. I happened to go to her door when she was fed up with it and ready to cry, so I watched the kids while she took some time for herself, and then Mr. M, the Prince, Princess, and I went over the next day and cleaned her whole house for her. This week was her turn to see me cry, which as you all know is a very, VERY rare event.
The worst part about this week is what it's doing to the kids. It's been an interesting learning experience as we've really been able to show them that there may be some consequences that you don't think about when you do something. It's important to understand how your actions affect other people and this is difficult to teach a child, but so very important to learn. I wish this incident wasn't the driving force, but we have to make the best of it before it destroys us. The Princess told her camp counselor that she is very mad at Psycho Mom and doesn't understand why she would try to hurt her. How do you explain that to an 8 year old?
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