I'm thankful I don't own a wood-chipper. If I did, I would hurl dh and bm into it. As I sensed, something was awry on Friday evening when I got home. Dh was glued to ss's side. I thought about relaxing, but instead said "f*ck it" at 10 p.m. when ss was still up as I had to work early the next day. After a grueling day on Saturday I arrived home to the words, "We need to talk." Yes, I had already assumed that. Dh instructed me to "Sit down." This of course leads me to the conclusion that this conversation is about two things: Twat Waffle and money. And of course, I was right!

Yes, it is indeed! Why do you ask? Because I don't have to spend the holidays with dh's contentious, cantankerous, judgmental, pompous family!! That's right! No freaking in-laws this year or ever as far as I'm concerned. They made their choice earlier this year, and it was bm. I have to say, as much as dh disappoints me in many regards, I am proud of his resolve on this issue. He cut them off and my life has been more pleasant in that respect. Two less soul-sucking villains (FIL & MIL) in my world. They are dead to us. And good riddance to bad rubbish.

Does anybody else experience this with their dh/bf/so? I'm truly baffled that an adult would act this way. So a little background, last night was parent-teacher conferences for my bios. Since my exH is a ghost he obviously does not attend. DH usually tags along to these things. He makes an effort to "try" at least to show support to my bios. My youngest bio is in Kindergarten and doing extremely well. His teacher adores him and she informed me that he is above grade-level! I was ecstatic to hear this. He had high marks consistently on his report card.

Greetings fellow step-talkers. I have been laying low lately, but still lurking here. Allow me to give you all a quick update. Our custody drama is over.