Connie, the only reason I don't want her dead is because of The Kiddo. Otherwise, I would do a fucking dance, and if that makes me a horrible person, so fuckin' be it.
(OK, and her other kid and her family. I just want to beat the shit out of her, I guess. Just a punch. One good, strong punch to the face.)
When I first met Hubby, I strongly felt that if I were to find his ex-wife in the crosswalk in front of my car, I'd have to think very strongly about the state of my brakes.
I'm suddenly glad I'm indifferent-to-pleasant about Tim's ex-wife, since she lives at the top of our street. (I mean, I'd rather she had picked a different neighborhood to move to, or at least a different part of Northside, but we've crossed paths all of twice, and it's been pleasant both times, thank goodness.)
Whee! Congrats to Demitasse and family!
Strix, I would wish you luck, but that’s not what you need. You are prepared and ready. So instead I wish you the spirit of ita to give you that extra asskicking edge should you need it. I don’t know if I believe in an afterlife, but I’m certain ita would want her spirit to inspire us to kick more asses regardless.
That, I'll take, gladly. But being a lawyer is dependent on research and eloquence and evidence; I've got that in spades.
When I first met Hubby, I strongly felt that if I were to find his ex-wife in the crosswalk in front of my car, I'd have to think very strongly about the state of my brakes.
Heh. Not long after our house burned and our landlord was abysmal to us (kept our deposit for vacating without notice, threatened to sue for the balance of the lease, etc.) I found myself behind him at the bank drive through. I put the car in park - I was seriously concerned that I might unconsciously hit the gas
Great news, Strix! No-hitch~ma on the rest of the process. And I'd hold her in place while you punch her.
Yay, Strix! I hope the rest of the process goes smoothly.
Thanks, all! I love you all so much!
Will hopefully have more news at end of day -- and I am REALLY sorry if I am boring/annoying people with this, but I CAN'T talk about it on FB and though I talk with friends, someone is here almost 24/7 and sometimes, I gotta vent.
Seriously, I have three pillars holding up my non-spiral into a flipping depresso/anxiety plummet through this whole house thing: yoga, meds and people. I think because of the yoga and you, and my fam, SH and meatspace friends, I am ABLE to take my meds responsibly and actually am FLOURISHING now, even though it's a real financial and stress mess.
HAIL BUFFISTAS!
The glucose test yesterday was bad. So, I have to go back for more tests. If I do end up having gestational diabetes, I can't imagine what I'm going to be able to eat and keep down.