Good!!!

When is his next visitation day? Do you plan to be MIA with the girls?

Next visitation day is Thursday. After school until 8pm, when we are to meet for transfer. I've had two thoughts. One is to have my sister go get them again, I'll be with her just not in clear view. I've also thought about borrowing MOWH truck to pick them up in. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

I know, I know. Not going to do either. Plan B, leave him a lone and don't poke at him. (soooo tempting, though!)

I've thought about being MIA with DDs but....WH picks them up after school so I would have to get them out early before he got there. Just seems like more game playing and puts DDs in the middle of it.

However, I have decided that DDS will not be having another weekend with WH until we get the visitation agreement signed. I WILL pick up DDs early from school next Friday and be MIA for the weekend if this doesn't get done.

Plan B!!!!!

Exxxxxxxcellent!!

Huge arrear CS back payments = Second Job

Second Job = No time for funky monkey love!!!

Good thoughts... it is tempting to stoop to their level, but probably best not too!

When is your court date again?

I really doubt he'll get a second job. He'd have to pay MORE CS. He'll just keep plugging along and complaining how I took him to the cleaners.

Currently the court date is set as June 26 but who knows, it seems to get bumped around a lot.

Wow, I missed a lot today.

OY, I just wanna strangle your WH ala Homer Simpson vs. Bart Simpson (why you little!..)

I like the suggestion to sit down with your kids and explain what happened

Yeah, I'm for explaining things to the girls, too.

Good Morning Wild!

Any word from your attorney yet? How are your girls doing?

Good morning!

All's quiet on the western front for now. No word from my attorney. He did email me last night about a bill for DD12 that I had sent to WH. I sent him an email this morning again requesting to get this all in writing and have it signed so there is some recourse when WH pulls a fast one.

No response as of yet. I will leave another message this afternoon.

DDs are doing well. I'm going to talk to them tonight about last weekend. We didn't have a chance last night, we spend some time with my mother and sisters so we didn't get him until later in the evening.

Tonight DD13 has a competition and WH is planning on attending. We'll see how that goes. Wallpaper....right?

Yes! Nasty, old, outdated baby poop green with big ugly flowers wallpaper!

Fox,

I am exhausted for you.

I handed DS off to WH about 10 minutes ago, just opened the door to let him out (the door is heavy and sticks--good weatherstripping). I only opened the door enough for DS to walk out and promptly closed. Then walked away, and felt nothing. I feel weird about that. I feel like I'm giving up.

Anyway, hope the wallpaper leaves you be!

I'm actually doing pretty well. Getting used to it, I guess. Mostly when I see WH now, I feel pity. For his destruction of his relationship with DDs and for the fact that he has no idea what is coming his way. His life WILL be in ruins, I have not doubt.

There is no giving up in the fact that you felt nothing today. Your feelings aren't dead, just dormant until it is safe to come out again. You're doing well, I'm proud of you.

I'm betting wallpaper will let me be. His DDs are there and he won't risk confronting me directly with them as witnesses. He's ignorant to the fact that he does exactly that when he calls me on the phone.

I hear that. It's what I feel for WW now. She has no idea what she's doing. My anger is reserved for OM, who (I'm pretty sure) is stringing her along.

Unfortunately, when I think about it that way it triggers the 'If only I could make her see' thinking. But I know I can't, so then I shake it off and sigh.

I don't even think about trying to make WH see anymore, AT ALL. I have put the entire thing on his shoulders. I have truly, most assuredly, done all I can, and I KNOW IT.

Thanks, fox, for reminding me that those feelings are reserved for my H. I haven't seem him in so long, I forget that he may still exist. It's like dealing with a stranger. I've never seen my H in so much turmoil, so weak. That's probably why I avoid SEEING him, any eye contact is depressing.

SL, SD, WildH.

All three of you will face the day when your whipped, pathetic WS will come crawling back and YOU…….will have to decide if you want them. I will be three for three on this prediction. YOU do not have to know today what you will do. YOU will know that day.

They are gone right now. Forget them. They are not worthy of your concern. You have between you five (5) wonderful kids who are so fortunate to have YOU as their surviving parent. They are what matter. THEIR safety. THEIR happiness. THEIR mental health. And you all are doing an incredible job at being THEIR surviving, caring parent. And each of them knows this. They all know who has fought for THEIR family. It will be hard for them in their future. You can not change that. The hand has been dealt and it sucks. But you know this. You did not chose this. Your children did not chose or want this. But here it is.

Plan B for them. Plan B for you. Even on the odd chance I am wrong, I know you and your children will be okay. You all are too strong.

If the idiot WS is finally too stupid to save the best thing that ever happened to them then each of you will ultimately find the three most fortunate future DS's walking the planet if that is what YOU want.

Guaranteed!

Gracias, mis amigo

Thanks bunches, I was having a moment tonight. My son is sleeping in my bed right now (I didn't have the heart to send him upstairs tonight). I just put my hand in his as he slept so beautifully and let a tear emerge and drop as I thought how I was going to have to try to find a way to teach a boy to be a man.

How does a woman teach a boy to be a man? God, I hope I'm up to it. I made my son cry tonight because I became very stern over him talking over me after him doing something wrong. He tends to just keep digging his hole before he fesses up and apologizes. I felt my IRE raising so I told him I was going to have to leave the room and would return shortly to continue our conversation. DS began to cry, those crocodile tears, because he didn't want me to leave and be angry with him. Then he started talking about missing his daddy. It was a tough night, but we got through. I laid in my bed with him and watched him fall asleep. I'm not a praying girl, but I prayed to help me find a way to perservere; to keep my anger in check and to help this little human grow to be a strong man.

Sorry so long, the nerves are raw this week.

You're right though, without Kreskin, I don't know that future, the when and hows, but I know what I need to do today. I'm just a wee bit tired of being so [email]d@mned[/email] adult. Meh, take this post for what it is, just talkin to some friends about the bullpoo that is adult life.

That's why I chose not to grow up! Peter Pan Chrisner!

First star to the right (or was it left?) and on until morning! (But I am still a man and won't ask for directions)

Instead of Neverland we all would end up at the Isle of Capris playing quarter slots. I blame Tink!

Just checking on you wild... everything okay?