I have pms.

This is a rant.

Tonight I phone my son as he's returning tomorrow afternoon. It is eight pm and I call to my former residence. XH isn't home yet and he's there with former OW Ms. Family Values.

X tells that I am calling and my son answers the phone as she knows I am not her greatest fan.

Son during the course of our five minute conversation says "I'm hungry" four times. He says that he wants to come home (my house) as well. I ask my son if he's eaten dinner and he replies no. He is five years old and it's eight o clock, actually ten after eight and no dinner. She's a stay at home mom living off the income and leftovers of my former marriage in the same home I built. Why has my child not eaten dinner?

After the call, I place a call to my xh, Jethro. Calmly I say that it is eight pm and I just got off phone with our son and he says four times he's very hungry and hasn't eaten. X flies into rage and says "well every day we have HOME cooked meals, good meals (I guess back when I was a STEPFORD WIFE I didn't cook that great...but most said I did..)He then goes onto saying how I feed my son too much fast food (I do not) and how she is "about to get the lasagna out of the oven" and that our son eats well and yada yada yada,

He then says to "just shut up for three minutes and listen to me (rant and rave) can you?" I do and he goes wacko. I am letting it fly and am watching the clock. I call "time..your time's up. Three minutes. Feel better now?" He then says screaming at me "I bend over backwards to be NICE to you and talk to you nicely and you are sooooo JEALOUS of what we have...you're bitter.

No, I say... I called because our son is hungry and it's eight fifteen and he hasn't eaten dinner and said he wants to come home. Back home. I proceed to end the conversation saying before I slam the phone down "tell the Betty Crocker Stepford Wanna Be to Get the Hamburger Helper outta the oven and feed my boy now!".
So now this homewrecker, woman who can't figure out how birth control pills work, braniac of a woman has turned into mother of the year. She should write a cookbook. The Barefoot and Pregnant Contessa attempts Lasagna. or How to Cook Without Using Your Brain.

So....tomorrow x is bringing over son after I get home from work. And I am really, really PMS'ing.

The new potential Mr. Wonderful and I are in a snag. The "where are we going" snag. So I am going to date other people after we had our discussion and he was a bit "foggy" if you will on the subject despite his actions and words. Thus I am doing a version of the 180 again.

So tomorrow afternoon this PMS queen is going to answer the door wearing my cute 1950s Audrey Hepburn Stepford Wife dress, strapless and flared with matching cardigan and cute high heeled sandals with fresh baked cookies in hand. He wants friggin stepford, he's got it. I am going to do this one. It's good. I will open the door and tell my son here's his afternoon snack and look at x and ask "wanna cookie?" . If he says no I will say "that's ok. It's probably best if you don't touch my cookies now".

Oh and did I mention that a gigantic tree branch so big that it will take a work crew to move it fell onto half of my driveway tonight after a storm? Tree is inbetween my and my neighbor's yard basically on the property line. Luckily, I am leasing the home and the landlord is the one responsible for it legally.

So I am angry, desperately in search of chocolate, and fuming in general. ARrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh! <img border="0" title="" alt="[Mad]" src="images/icons/mad.gif" />

god, thats a good one. go for it and post how it goes.

Do you watch the Gilmore Girls? The daughter dressed like that in an episode.

JP, my children sometimes say they are hungry at 8 pm, even though they did eat a full dinner. Sometimes kids want more. I know you were just venting but Let it Go. There are so many times when you need to just "let it go" rather than engage in a conversation with J. It's not healthy for you.
Son will be OK there. They will not raise him as you wish - and you can only hope they are doing the best of their abilities, but you have to trust in God that he will be OK.

Um...I wanna a cookie. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="images/icons/grin.gif" />

Where do you live again?

I forgot what the cookies looked like...

Tony

justpeachy, you are so funny. You sound like me. You say what you think. I like that. Hope you found some chocolate!!!

ROTFLMAO!!!! <img border="0" title="" alt="[Razz]" src="images/icons/tongue.gif" /> <img border="0" title="" alt="[Razz]" src="images/icons/tongue.gif" /> <img border="0" title="" alt="[Razz]" src="images/icons/tongue.gif" />

This is the best, "The Barefoot and Pregnant Contessa attempts Lasagna"

Haven't seen "Stepford Wives", yet but going to.

Hope you are feeling better today Peachy!!

<img border="0" title="" alt="[Smile]" src="images/icons/smile.gif" />

JP, you rock! <img border="0" title="" alt="[Wink]" src="images/icons/wink.gif" />


...and so do ccokies. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Razz]" src="images/icons/tongue.gif" />

Peachy-

I just read this and you really are on a roll. You've got quite the way with words. Have you considered stand up comedy if the medical industry slows down?

Seriously though how did things play out? How are you doing?

I have to agree with newly here. I know Jethro and Family Values upset you to no end, but remember what a classy woman you are and don't buy into their game. Trust in God that your son is okay, not even close to how you would take care of him, but okay.

As for the snag with the new Mr. Wonderful, who's the snag with him or you? Hang in there!

Take care and God bless!
K

i also liked the part about how to cook without a brain. that was hilarious.come on, post back and say if you did it and how it went. i felt like my world was falling down around me and you cracked me up!

Greets Peachy,

Mayflower, kool to connect with you again. My, my we have been through it all. So between the two of us do we now greet one another with Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho how ya doin, or what.

To many ho's in the shows to take it all in.Sorry didn't get back to your post I was about on Friday night, when I had the encounter with xh Ho model 8. Can see my post. Talk about my being in PMS wipe out. Ridin the high tidal waves of emotionality.

Managed to get Ho 7 out of xh house, while my son is living him. Monkey Ho 6, his cousin and that incestious drama went for some time. I was so hoping he would move up to her city, and after sending that letter to her to convince him to stay up there, no hold's back on my part still didn't work.

Maybe Ho 8 will be the one, that will keep out away forever, and my kids will be free of him too.

I will have go through all your last years posts, as so much has happened to you. Why do we get all the Ho's.

Glad life is treating you so much better. Do you think it's about time you applied to CNN? Think the we need to let the rest of N.America in.

My, My Jethro won't let go of you. It's all about winning. All about keeping apart u still apart of his herd. It's Jethro and Leech clones from the same genetic pool.

xh comes back at me saying I have no compassion for him, in not trying to connect with him last 2 years to reconcile. How wacked is that jack, cause I am free now never to look back.

I don't understand why Jethro is permitted to have custody rights and access. Obviously, I am missing something important here which I don't understand.

One would think that he would be only permitted to restricted supervized visists under the watchful eye of a social worker in handling your son. Ordered into addictions treatment center. Spawning more children, whoah,Waz up...How come your son is not getting any protection. What am I missing.

I feel so very, very sorry for you and your son.

More chocolate, more wine, and non stop latino dancin! I wonder maybe do a match dating hook up service on his behalf for him somewhere in Europe. Yes, that's it. Get the guy off the continent. Yo hoo, more ho's on the side of the ocean.

Could this be the light at the end of tunnel you and were lookin for. Wondering what all them ho's down under in OZ are doing. They certainly could keep Jethro and Leech on the other side of the ocean... Why didn't we think of it sooner. Truly a win/win situation all around.

Bouquet of hugs!

PMS special reporter Peach here. I still have PMS. No, he didn't touch my cookies. In fact, because of the giant tree limb (actually the size of a pretty large tree itself) falling into my driveway and partly neighbor's yard and scraping their home, I had my work cut out for me.

Thunderboomer rolled thru and I stayed up and was scared to death that the rest of the tree (forty or fifty ft.) would come down. So I called a MB buddy of mine, John, and he calmed me down...and encouraged me to NOT be so hard on RR, the cute one...

So...I leave a message w/RR and tell him of the tree incident and turns out...it's his trivia night out with the guys he went to grad school with. He doesnt get my message until the next day about nine am. I am already seeing patients at work and am bleary eyed from no sleep being worried of trees crashing onto my humble house.

So....I am taking a break from the ELEVEN procedures I have scheduled that day. Get a phone call from my friend/landlord/realtor and she's reassuring me it will all be handled promptly and then asks me "how's things going with that guy you're seeing?" I reply in true 180 form, "well, we've hit a snag." I feel something behind me. I turn around in my lab and see standing directly behind me, RR. He heard it. Lmaorotf. I quickly attempt to change subject.

The 180 is a charm. Between that and hearing how this other cute resident (ortho guy) has asked me out again via the grapevine, he suddenly became all attentive and was saying "well, you're not hurt? You ok? Ok...so it didn't damage the house but are YOU ok...like emotionally ok after all of that..my goodness. I am sorry I went out. I should have carried the cell. Please forgive me."

Since then he's probably texted me 2 or 3 times during work and is back to normal.

Please keep our MB buddy, JOHN, in your prayers. I think his call sign was my kids, family and friends btw.

He had a big court date.

Didn't get to do the stepford as Jethro dropped son off so darn fast that it would make your head swim. Oh well. I will do it again in 2 weeks. At least he didn't get a chance to lay a hand on a darn cookie.

After work took son to see "Around World in 80 Days". It's good and I think if you have kids it's worth it. No swearing except one "damn". Very cute. Right before we went in, RR called and asked what we were doing. He knows when I have my son on weekends that it's all about my son period. Plus, he's a groomsman in a wedding and is being escorted by his best friend Dan...another groomsman. FYI...I have learned that most men dislike weddings and he is loathing this entire weekend as it requires him to dress up, act somewhat cultured, and not be able to wear a baseball hat. Plus tonight's the almighty bachelor party and I want to NOT know what he and his friends do. Although I know he's nothing like Jethro is/was/could ever be.

Sky...here's the 411 on what happened with my sitch. I will compress three years into a few paragraphs.
---Bust Jethro having affair one with monkeyho, my affectionate name for a certain sleazy pharmaceutical sales rep. She plagued my life for over two years and pulled stunts such as taking my x to a marriage conference at a church 2 miles from my home, luring him to her house swearing she was going to hell, and then bedding him and then accompanying him along with my son (then age 2) to disneyworld over thanksgiving. I was told it was a "boys" trip. Alas, she was not the only one. Next overlapping came the local hometown ho here in GA, affectionately known as Family Values...also sleazy, this one is a then 23 year old buttfloss model for Maxxim (only one shoot though) magazine, uneducated, and with an illegit child of her own a year and a half younger than my son. She is the ultimate golddigger. When you get a buffet why would you want to pick just one main entree? Thus, he kept on the wayward path. He comes home a few months and then goes wacko and I endure a fall down a flight of stairs, a busted lip, and personal hell. One police report and several bruises later (all because I found monkey's harley davidson hat in his overnight bag when I was doing his laundry), I leave, pack up and file for divorce. Go home briefly to TN and stay with family but find out I've barely passed the six mo. limit for filing for D in TN and must return to GA to do that. I had been for last 4 years a stay at home mom, foregoing my degree and my job to be the keeper of his castle. I have no savings as he kept control of all the money. He throws us into the street and I spend one month with my child in an extended stay hotel until I get a job and a home to rent. He pays us, little by then, but we manage to skim by.

AFter spending over ten thousand dollars to fight him and several court appearances later, he wears me down financially until I am literally backed into a corner and days away from a trial that although I might win about ninety percent, it would cost me over twenty grand as our trial would last for days. I settle with him for mere pittance as 1)he didn't pay us in six months and was already in contempt of court three times 2)my rented home was in jeopardy...had been servec by that time eviction papers two times 3)all the formerly joint credit cards went into default because we had no money to pay them and I was desperate. Thus, the law does not protect the innocent. But the innocent work it and do their best and don't care what bad people do anymore. In the end, I get a great job, within six months of returning to my field am elected by state medical society as president elect and slowly regroup and regather my life. The whole divorce took until december of last year. Since being divorced shortly before new years', my x went onto marrying Family Values as she deliberately weeks before we had our last hearing in 03, got herself preggers to "up the ante". Despite her efforts, he still made another illicit trip to Disneyworld with Monkeyho as my friends back home in TN who work @ same pharma company and division as monkeyho does. So within days of marrying the OW, he runs off to disney with the original OW.

Today my son reports as we are coming home from the movie outta the blue..."Mommy, daddy yelled at Family Values AGAIN." Yep. It's a sordid tale but one I am no longer in anymore. That feels good. One day I predict I will get juistice. My son is old enough now to tell him when he wants to come home and although Jethro gets more custody than he deserves, my son is the one who loves and respects me. I have slightly a bit more cusstody than Jethro btw.

Money doesn't make you happy. The smile and hug from your child does though. And for now, I am happy. But I know that in the next few years I will be working and saving to make the man known as Jethro give up what is needed and also maybe in the process find where he keeps all that money he made from all that texas tea.

PMS special reporter Peach here. I still have PMS. No, he didn't touch my cookies. In fact, because of the giant tree limb (actually the size of a pretty large tree itself) falling into my driveway and partly neighbor's yard and scraping their home, I had my work cut out for me.

Thunderboomer rolled thru and I stayed up and was scared to death that the rest of the tree (forty or fifty ft.) would come down. So I called a MB buddy of mine, John, and he calmed me down...and encouraged me to NOT be so hard on RR, the cute one...

So...I leave a message w/RR and tell him of the tree incident and turns out...it's his trivia night out with the guys he went to grad school with. He doesnt get my message until the next day about nine am. I am already seeing patients at work and am bleary eyed from no sleep being worried of trees crashing onto my humble house.

So....I am taking a break from the ELEVEN procedures I have scheduled that day. Get a phone call from my friend/landlord/realtor and she's reassuring me it will all be handled promptly and then asks me "how's things going with that guy you're seeing?" I reply in true 180 form, "well, we've hit a snag." I feel something behind me. I turn around in my lab and see standing directly behind me, RR. He heard it. Lmaorotf. I quickly attempt to change subject.

The 180 is a charm. Between that and hearing how this other cute resident (ortho guy) has asked me out again via the grapevine, he suddenly became all attentive and was saying "well, you're not hurt? You ok? Ok...so it didn't damage the house but are YOU ok...like emotionally ok after all of that..my goodness. I am sorry I went out. I should have carried the cell. Please forgive me."

Since then he's probably texted me 2 or 3 times during work and is back to normal.

Please keep our MB buddy, JOHN, in your prayers. I think his call sign was my kids, family and friends btw.

He had a big court date.

Didn't get to do the stepford as Jethro dropped son off so darn fast that it would make your head swim. Oh well. I will do it again in 2 weeks. At least he didn't get a chance to lay a hand on a darn cookie.

After work took son to see "Around World in 80 Days". It's good and I think if you have kids it's worth it. No swearing except one "damn". Very cute. Right before we went in, RR called and asked what we were doing. He knows when I have my son on weekends that it's all about my son period. Plus, he's a groomsman in a wedding and is being escorted by his best friend Dan...another groomsman. FYI...I have learned that most men dislike weddings and he is loathing this entire weekend as it requires him to dress up, act somewhat cultured, and not be able to wear a baseball hat. Plus tonight's the almighty bachelor party and I want to NOT know what he and his friends do. Although I know he's nothing like Jethro is/was/could ever be.

Sky...here's the 411 on what happened with my sitch. I will compress three years into a few paragraphs.
---Bust Jethro having affair one with monkeyho, my affectionate name for a certain sleazy pharmaceutical sales rep. She plagued my life for over two years and pulled stunts such as taking my x to a marriage conference at a church 2 miles from my home, luring him to her house swearing she was going to hell, and then bedding him and then accompanying him along with my son (then age 2) to disneyworld over thanksgiving. I was told it was a "boys" trip. Alas, she was not the only one. Next overlapping came the local hometown ho here in GA, affectionately known as Family Values...also sleazy, this one is a then 23 year old buttfloss model for Maxxim (only one shoot though) magazine, uneducated, and with an illegit child of her own a year and a half younger than my son. She is the ultimate golddigger. When you get a buffet why would you want to pick just one main entree? Thus, he kept on the wayward path. He comes home a few months and then goes wacko and I endure a fall down a flight of stairs, a busted lip, and personal hell. One police report and several bruises later (all because I found monkey's harley davidson hat in his overnight bag when I was doing his laundry), I leave, pack up and file for divorce. Go home briefly to TN and stay with family but find out I've barely passed the six mo. limit for filing for D in TN and must return to GA to do that. I had been for last 4 years a stay at home mom, foregoing my degree and my job to be the keeper of his castle. I have no savings as he kept control of all the money. He throws us into the street and I spend one month with my child in an extended stay hotel until I get a job and a home to rent. He pays us, little by then, but we manage to skim by.

AFter spending over ten thousand dollars to fight him and several court appearances later, he wears me down financially until I am literally backed into a corner and days away from a trial that although I might win about ninety percent, it would cost me over twenty grand as our trial would last for days. I settle with him for mere pittance as 1)he didn't pay us in six months and was already in contempt of court three times 2)my rented home was in jeopardy...had been servec by that time eviction papers two times 3)all the formerly joint credit cards went into default because we had no money to pay them and I was desperate. Thus, the law does not protect the innocent. But the innocent work it and do their best and don't care what bad people do anymore. In the end, I get a great job, within six months of returning to my field am elected by state medical society as president elect and slowly regroup and regather my life. The whole divorce took until december of last year. Since being divorced shortly before new years', my x went onto marrying Family Values as she deliberately weeks before we had our last hearing in 03, got herself preggers to "up the ante". Despite her efforts, he still made another illicit trip to Disneyworld with Monkeyho as my friends back home in TN who work @ same pharma company and division as monkeyho does. So within days of marrying the OW, he runs off to disney with the original OW.

Today my son reports as we are coming home from the movie outta the blue..."Mommy, daddy yelled at Family Values AGAIN." Yep. It's a sordid tale but one I am no longer in anymore. That feels good. One day I predict I will get juistice. My son is old enough now to tell him when he wants to come home and although Jethro gets more custody than he deserves, my son is the one who loves and respects me. I have slightly a bit more cusstody than Jethro btw.

Money doesn't make you happy. The smile and hug from your child does though. And for now, I am happy. But I know that in the next few years I will be working and saving to make the man known as Jethro give up what is needed and also maybe in the process find where he keeps all that money he made from all that texas tea. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="images/icons/grin.gif" />

"Money doesn't make you happy. The smile and hug from your child does though. And for now, I am happy"

Couldn't agree more Peachy!!! Keep up the positive spirit...this will all me a faint memory someday.