You might not want to tell Sox about that, as he's marrying her daughter.
Oh good point.
We should save that story for the reception.
'Shells'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
You might not want to tell Sox about that, as he's marrying her daughter.
Oh good point.
We should save that story for the reception.
Nah. Rehearsal dinner.
Cutiehead Mal! Such a handsome charmer.
Oof. Mal. Adorableness incarnate.
Good lord, that's a charming munchkin.
That great big boy cannot possibly be Mal. He's handsome as can be and has a gorgeous smile and obviously he's a keeper, but he's not wee small Mal. He just couldn't be.
Oh that SMILE. What a cutie.
I can't remember if I posted it before, but I figure it doesn't hurt to say it more than once so - {{{{{Pix and ND}}}}}
So, new court date set for mediation. Crazy whackadooness today. She took me to task for contacting ex BiL and her sister to try to arrange time for M to spend with them this summer -- er, like she WANTED US TO DO! -- and also cautioned me on what I say on FB cause it's making people uncomfortable in an "ugly divorce."
Honey, I'm just trying to back sure M has contact with his aunt and uncle (I used to work with uncle, and he socialized within my circle of friends -- I knew him at parties WAY before I started dating D) and I have said NOTHING nasty about her on FB. She's pissed because I'm "trying to horn in on her family" because we RSVP'd to her sis's baby's bday party THAT THEY, unprompted, INVITED US TO, and apparently, because I invited them to BBQ this summer when M is down, so he can hang out with them and his baby cousin.
Which is what she SAID she wanted. Honestly, I do NOT get it.
I actually welcome the mediation, because she is FlipFlop Queen, and the parenting agreement needs to be revisited now that she and D are both remarried, and since she, you know, MOVED TO A DIFFERENT COAST w/o notifying the court. @@
Sister, I get your worries. I honor your position as mom. I really do. But I rest easy in knowing that everything I am doing is trying to do the best thing for M. Period. If you don't like that, well, all I can do is my best, and if my best disconcerts you because PEOPLE LIKE ME, including your son and your BiL, well, SUCK IT.
Love, ME.
ugh, Erin. Best possible outcome ~ma.
Also? I just want, so badly, to say to her, "Do you really believe I want your family? Because I don't really. I have mine, and I have my friends, and D's family totally loves me (and they kinda hated you), and the only reason I try to contact the TINY PART OF YOUR FAM that lives in the city is because YOU want to make sure M sees them."
But I won't. Honestly, I really try to not even waste energy on it at all, and I am polite and cordial in our communications, and keep her updated on all the awesome stuff we have planned to do with M over the summer, because she wants to know, and I get that, and I want to make sure she knows that he will be safe, and loved and having a good summer. I don't begrudge that AT ALL.
It's just, sometimes, I need to be a little catty and OMGWTFBBQ here.