F.U.B.A.R!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes, FUBAR is the word I want. F.U.B.A.R Fucked Up Beyond All Repair.
You see when I signed online this morning my SIL attacked me in an IM wanting her son to come home. I believe I may have mentioned that Moose is liviing with us and watching our Sprogs while the DH and I work third trick at the Evil Empire.
Well she threw an absolute colly-wobble of a fit and swears to high heaven that he doesn't want to be here any more and is just trying to spare our feelings, besides she wants him to graduate from the town they live in not the town we live in. Now being surprised and atttacked after a long day of work I, of course, ran my mouth. Told her the bald truth, which wasn't polite.
The truth is that if Moose leaves, then one of us may have to quit the Evil Empire, if that happens we are going to lose our house and everything we own of value. But that doesn't matter to her. According to her it's all about us and not him. Excuse the fuck out of me, but I believe that we're the ones who bought him new pants, socks, undies, shirts and have been paying his school shit to live with us. I buy him special food so that he can eat whatever he wants. We take care of him. Of course my mom says that she's afraid we're taking away her son by being better parents and I should kiss her ass in order to keep him for the next two months until she's done with her job.
No fucking way am I kissing that lazy, pot smoking bitch's ass. He's got a good home with us. We make him go to school. We make sure that he get's the things he needs and that he gets to spend the weekend with his friends. If she really wanted him home that badly why didn't she call us and say something Friday so we could have made plans over the weekend. Why wait until Monday morning when it would fuck with us both to do it? She waited just to be hateful.
I don't foresee Turkey or Xmas day containing our presence at the In-Laws House. DH says he no longer has a sister. Can't say I don't feel the same way.
*sigh* and things weren't looking so bad you know. It's hard and rough but we're struggling through with a semi-smile on our faces. Buckling down for the rough parts like every other American. I honestly feel kicked in the nuts (well if I had nuts to be kicked).
So now I'm off to see if the DH wants some comfort smex. To broke to afford any other type of therapy. ;)
You see when I signed online this morning my SIL attacked me in an IM wanting her son to come home. I believe I may have mentioned that Moose is liviing with us and watching our Sprogs while the DH and I work third trick at the Evil Empire.
Well she threw an absolute colly-wobble of a fit and swears to high heaven that he doesn't want to be here any more and is just trying to spare our feelings, besides she wants him to graduate from the town they live in not the town we live in. Now being surprised and atttacked after a long day of work I, of course, ran my mouth. Told her the bald truth, which wasn't polite.
The truth is that if Moose leaves, then one of us may have to quit the Evil Empire, if that happens we are going to lose our house and everything we own of value. But that doesn't matter to her. According to her it's all about us and not him. Excuse the fuck out of me, but I believe that we're the ones who bought him new pants, socks, undies, shirts and have been paying his school shit to live with us. I buy him special food so that he can eat whatever he wants. We take care of him. Of course my mom says that she's afraid we're taking away her son by being better parents and I should kiss her ass in order to keep him for the next two months until she's done with her job.
No fucking way am I kissing that lazy, pot smoking bitch's ass. He's got a good home with us. We make him go to school. We make sure that he get's the things he needs and that he gets to spend the weekend with his friends. If she really wanted him home that badly why didn't she call us and say something Friday so we could have made plans over the weekend. Why wait until Monday morning when it would fuck with us both to do it? She waited just to be hateful.
I don't foresee Turkey or Xmas day containing our presence at the In-Laws House. DH says he no longer has a sister. Can't say I don't feel the same way.
*sigh* and things weren't looking so bad you know. It's hard and rough but we're struggling through with a semi-smile on our faces. Buckling down for the rough parts like every other American. I honestly feel kicked in the nuts (well if I had nuts to be kicked).
So now I'm off to see if the DH wants some comfort smex. To broke to afford any other type of therapy. ;)