How did they go from utter crisis disaster this afternoon, to he's got a job and she's going to get a real job and everything's cool now, a few hours later?
Well, I suspect, from my conversation with my sister, that the couple were fighting (not uncommon) and he threatened to leave--hence his need to call his mother for money. I only take half of what he says for the truth and but I have to believe that the situation is not serious enough that CPS would remove the child from their care.
I'm not sure that when you've run out of money is the time to stop stripping.
If it were just the stripping, I'd say for her to keep doing it as long as she has the body and can put up with it for the money. But she started using drugs to deal with stripping and now she's a druggie, too. AND she brings home total strangers from the clubs to party with and brings who-knows-what kind of people in contact with my great-niece. People who have stolen money and drugs from them and gotten into fights with them resulting in them getting arrested.
It's a dangerous, precarious lifestyle they lead. And while it's godawful for that baby, there isn't enough immediate danger for the law to remove her so we have to suck it up and deal.
He did say they were staying in the same hotel room, so that is something I can follow up on and check out. Which I will. Tomorrow and the next day to be sure they're still there. And he put some minutes on his cell phone and gave me the number so I can track him, too.
I'll just have to follow up for my own piece of mind and see how this little drama plays out.
ION, I seem to have become addicted to McDonald's sweet tea. I think they sweeten it with crack.
Definitely all of the assorted other stuff would be the reason to stop stripping!
Ugh, Cash, what a situation. I think you're dealing with it the best anyone could be expected to.
Man Dies After Fall Into Chocolate Tank
Nobody else went to a Smothers Brothers place? (He should have yelled "fire"...)
I did. I have fond memories of playing that album at my grandparents' when I was very small.
Hey, if anyone get email from saratravelseast when I'm gone, that's me. Unless it is weird and pervy. Don't expect to be online at all, but who knows?
Or asking for money.
In which case it's me.
My cat, she has freaking acne. I've had cats in my family for twenty five years, and I've never heard of cat acne. And there it is, on her chin.
Oh! I taught my cat a word! "Brush." When I say it, she comes running over while meowing, because she knows I'm about to brush her.
Hmmm.... if she ever gets out and gets lost, I'll have to put up "Lost Cat" signs that says she comes when you call "Brush."
My worst fear is that my great niece will end up like Kaylee Anthony. If not dead in a garbage bag, then molested or abused in some way. How do you explain, "Gee, kid, you have shitty assholes for parents. But they're just not shitty enough to justify taking you away."
If I weren't afraid of a federal kidnapping charge, I'd book a plane ticket today.
Unless it is weird and pervy
You'll have to be more specific.
I'm having a cocktail and hopefully going to bed early tonight.
I was up at 3 a.m. with a teary Niecelet and, wow, I am grateful that's all it was after reading about your day, Cash. That's just awful. I hope things start to get better.
Hmmm.... if she ever gets out and gets lost, I'll have to put up "Lost Cat" signs that says she comes when you call "Brush."
Better than the cats that come into the bathroom when you're peeing. Not that I have those or anything. Weirdos.
