FDH and I are preparing to travel for Thanksgiving (we're in the midwest and will be driving to see my family on the East Coast). He talked to BM the other night to go over details, since she'll have the skids (and she's stupid and needs to be reminded 18 times of things, like when Thanksgiving is). She wanted to know when we'll be home, so she can drop skid2 off. We know the date, just not the time yet, because FDH is purchasing an early Christmas present for himself and our departure time for the return trip depends on when this item will be available for pickup. He told her as much, and that he'd be in touch as soon as we had an approximate time.

This twunt apparently took it upon herself to tell the skids that FDH was spending $X00 dollars on himself, and that he needed to buy them nice souvenirs too.

Bwahahahahaha! She's a funny one.

Why she thinks she has any right to say anything about what we spend our money on is beyond me. She lost the right to have input on FDH's wallet when she opened her mouth for another man's dick. We are adults who work our asses off everyday, and have for years. We can buy ourselves whatever the fuck we want. Plus, the amount she told them - not that it matters - is twice what we're actually spending.

It's even funnier because FDH has purchased everything for these kids their entire lives. She has never paid a dime in child support. The skids are far from deprived (skid1 has an iphone, and skid2 got a wiiU for his birthday a few months ago, among other things), and Christmas is weeks away, so they'll be getting even more crap. She's really nucking futs.

Is this PAS? She's trying to make FDH look like a selfish prick, when the reality is quite different. He NEVER spends money on himself and provides quite nicely for the skids (though you'd never know it from the amount of begging for expensive shit they do). I'm pretty sure that if I ever do get pregnant she will flip her lid and try every craptastic tactic in the book.

On another note, my life has been CRAZY lately. My classes are proving to be more challenging than I had anticipated, and work is super busy. I have 1,000,000,000 things to do before we leave Saturday - school, work, home. My stress level is reaching critical mass right now. It's pretty sad when life is so hectic that you're looking forward to an 18 hour car ride so you can relax.

It's going to be worth it though, even if I don't sleep for the next couple of nights!