ass-backwards.
Phillip, you and your father are just stupid. SMH.
Ok. I'm gonna nit-pick a lil here, but I have reason to do so. Phil and his father/parents are usually about 5-10 min late bringing the girls home for whatever reason, Tues/Thurs and now every-other-weekend. Phil and his father pulled up to the house about 8:07 tonight... Phil started to head towards me as Nick was bringing Xylia up the ramp to the house... and Zerrin is in the van, by herself. I pointed that out to him. It's 8 PM, it's COLD out, and my THREE YEAR OLD daughter is being left in a van by herself and it ain't exactly the most safe place for her to be, either. Evidently he was on a mission, because instead of going back to the van where Zerrin was plainly hollering 'Why am I alone in the van by myself?', he stops dead in his tracks, in the middle of my yard, between my house and the sidewalk, until Nick hands Xy over to me and then heads back up towards me to hand me the meds as Nick is getting Zerrin out of the van.
First, I brought up the whole being 5-10 min late thing... to which he made up excuse after excuse... sorry, I wasn't just talking about tonight, didn't care where you took the girls for dinner particularly, that's your time with them. Yes, I know Steak'N'Shake is on the other side of town. I don't care about that. 6 PM means 6 PM, and 8 PM means 8 PM. It does not mean drive up and back and then park 5 min late in front of my house or Lamar WM and then waste more time saying your goodbyes to the girls; it means 6 and 8 PM, on the dot. (Roy and I are at Lamar WM no later than 10 min till 6, and that's going the speed limit, having had left Joplin at 5 PM and driving about 45 min give or take with traffic. It does not take an hour and a half to get from Lamar to Joplin. It never has.)
Then, as I'm giving Zerrin over to Roy, Phillip wants to play 'nice'. He says to me in a nice tone of voice, 'Come here for a minute.' I make sure Zerrin is secure, Phillip is heading up the ramp as I turn around, and I catch him, mid-ramp. He pulls me aside and asks me about Valentine's Day, and wither or not he can have it- because it's on the 2nd weekend of the month (which is my weekend, might I add, 2nd and 4th weekends are my weekends now), so that Roy and I can have time alone. To which, I reply, biting my words- 'Roy and I don't celebrate VDay by ourselves, we usually make it about the girls.' He got defensive, and said 'oh well most couples like to spend VDay alone, so I was just trying to be nice and offer was all.' I said 'well, I will talk to Roy about it and let you know.' I waived him off and walked in the house, closed the door.
Then I find out, not some ten minutes later, than my ex father in law has ALREADY PROMISED MY DAUGHTERS THAT THEY WILL BE SPENDING VDAY WITH THEIR FATHER. Both of my girls confirmed this.
WTF?
Erm.....................talk about the most asinine ass-backward thing I have ever f*ing heard of!!! You do not promise something that you cannot deliver. So now, I guess I'm the bad guy! I'm not sweating it though. You don't teach your kids to promise something they can't keep. If I have to explain it to them, I will.
I talked to Roy about it, and of course, he's like 'HELL NO. That's our time with the girls, I'll take you to dinner the weekend before or the weekend after, as I'd promised. He's not getting the girls.'
So I text him: 'Thank you for the "offer" of being "nice", but Roy and I will spend VDay with the girls.'
I'm almost guaranteeing that I will be in court over this 'unfair' advantage. If he wants to waste his money having court papers drawn up, so be it. The judge will just look at him like he's stupid anyway. It's Ok though. I'm gonna call up my atty in the morn, let her know what happened.
Karma, buddy, karma. The Lord is Just, and that right soon.
Ok. I'm gonna nit-pick a lil here, but I have reason to do so. Phil and his father/parents are usually about 5-10 min late bringing the girls home for whatever reason, Tues/Thurs and now every-other-weekend. Phil and his father pulled up to the house about 8:07 tonight... Phil started to head towards me as Nick was bringing Xylia up the ramp to the house... and Zerrin is in the van, by herself. I pointed that out to him. It's 8 PM, it's COLD out, and my THREE YEAR OLD daughter is being left in a van by herself and it ain't exactly the most safe place for her to be, either. Evidently he was on a mission, because instead of going back to the van where Zerrin was plainly hollering 'Why am I alone in the van by myself?', he stops dead in his tracks, in the middle of my yard, between my house and the sidewalk, until Nick hands Xy over to me and then heads back up towards me to hand me the meds as Nick is getting Zerrin out of the van.
First, I brought up the whole being 5-10 min late thing... to which he made up excuse after excuse... sorry, I wasn't just talking about tonight, didn't care where you took the girls for dinner particularly, that's your time with them. Yes, I know Steak'N'Shake is on the other side of town. I don't care about that. 6 PM means 6 PM, and 8 PM means 8 PM. It does not mean drive up and back and then park 5 min late in front of my house or Lamar WM and then waste more time saying your goodbyes to the girls; it means 6 and 8 PM, on the dot. (Roy and I are at Lamar WM no later than 10 min till 6, and that's going the speed limit, having had left Joplin at 5 PM and driving about 45 min give or take with traffic. It does not take an hour and a half to get from Lamar to Joplin. It never has.)
Then, as I'm giving Zerrin over to Roy, Phillip wants to play 'nice'. He says to me in a nice tone of voice, 'Come here for a minute.' I make sure Zerrin is secure, Phillip is heading up the ramp as I turn around, and I catch him, mid-ramp. He pulls me aside and asks me about Valentine's Day, and wither or not he can have it- because it's on the 2nd weekend of the month (which is my weekend, might I add, 2nd and 4th weekends are my weekends now), so that Roy and I can have time alone. To which, I reply, biting my words- 'Roy and I don't celebrate VDay by ourselves, we usually make it about the girls.' He got defensive, and said 'oh well most couples like to spend VDay alone, so I was just trying to be nice and offer was all.' I said 'well, I will talk to Roy about it and let you know.' I waived him off and walked in the house, closed the door.
Then I find out, not some ten minutes later, than my ex father in law has ALREADY PROMISED MY DAUGHTERS THAT THEY WILL BE SPENDING VDAY WITH THEIR FATHER. Both of my girls confirmed this.
WTF?
Erm.....................talk about the most asinine ass-backward thing I have ever f*ing heard of!!! You do not promise something that you cannot deliver. So now, I guess I'm the bad guy! I'm not sweating it though. You don't teach your kids to promise something they can't keep. If I have to explain it to them, I will.
I talked to Roy about it, and of course, he's like 'HELL NO. That's our time with the girls, I'll take you to dinner the weekend before or the weekend after, as I'd promised. He's not getting the girls.'
So I text him: 'Thank you for the "offer" of being "nice", but Roy and I will spend VDay with the girls.'
I'm almost guaranteeing that I will be in court over this 'unfair' advantage. If he wants to waste his money having court papers drawn up, so be it. The judge will just look at him like he's stupid anyway. It's Ok though. I'm gonna call up my atty in the morn, let her know what happened.
Karma, buddy, karma. The Lord is Just, and that right soon.