updateyness
Well, things are ... progressing :)
We have bunnies; we're plotting to steal a dog's loyalty; and tonight we seem to have acquired a tiny lizard and a frog.
Kids are doing mostly well, though niece is currently po'd. Brother seemed to be making an effort, at least for the last couple of days, but blew it today. Her mom and I are going to have to go to Social Security/Social Services - he won't send me the child support. He said he'd take her shopping for clothes but told her today that clothes weren't a requirement (thinking he meant new clothes) and then went off on his usual bullshit wherein he is all that is right and good in the world (which will be ending soon) and everyone else is an idiot. And apparently called her a drama queen and a little bitch.
She said, that when she realized he wasn't high on something, she should have known not to go off with him. She did get some toiletries and school supplies, but also a nice helping of verbal abuse and again being told she needs to be on Prozac. Nice, very nice.
So we're through being nice and taking the high road. He seems to think us being nice and not doing anything official means we're stupid and weak. Well, things change.
Still can't figure out how we came from the same family.
We have bunnies; we're plotting to steal a dog's loyalty; and tonight we seem to have acquired a tiny lizard and a frog.
Kids are doing mostly well, though niece is currently po'd. Brother seemed to be making an effort, at least for the last couple of days, but blew it today. Her mom and I are going to have to go to Social Security/Social Services - he won't send me the child support. He said he'd take her shopping for clothes but told her today that clothes weren't a requirement (thinking he meant new clothes) and then went off on his usual bullshit wherein he is all that is right and good in the world (which will be ending soon) and everyone else is an idiot. And apparently called her a drama queen and a little bitch.
She said, that when she realized he wasn't high on something, she should have known not to go off with him. She did get some toiletries and school supplies, but also a nice helping of verbal abuse and again being told she needs to be on Prozac. Nice, very nice.
So we're through being nice and taking the high road. He seems to think us being nice and not doing anything official means we're stupid and weak. Well, things change.
Still can't figure out how we came from the same family.