I have established some new rules. And by rules I mean I typed them up and then nailed them, along with ss underwear, to asshat dh's pillow. (No, really I actually drove a nail through the pillow. A bit dramatic, I know, but I was attempting to make a point.)

The new rules (in addition to a lot of cursing and creative vocabulary choices) consisted of the following:

1. You are NEVER to discipline my kids again. I don't discipline yours, so if you have a problem, you can let me know about it.

2. If I find another pair of shitty/pissy underwear in this house, YOU (asshat dh) will do ss's laundry indefinitely.

3. SS is banned from MY master suite bathroom. For some fucking reason, asshat dh and ss insist on using MY shower rather than the kid's bathroom. No more.

So in addition, here are some of the more colorful highlights of Princess Mofo's "Emancipation Proclamation":

"Your favoritism sickens me. Obviously, you are going to love your "fuck trophy" you made with Twat Waffle more than my kids since they aren't yours and that's fine. But could you tone it down maybe? My kids and I might as well be ghosts when his royal highness is here. Should we start leaving the house when he visits? That way he won't have to share. Perhaps I can have DS11 and DS7 move into the same room together since POC SS clearly deserves his own room. Maybe he can have ours, I mean he already has our fucking bathroom!

Why the fuck can't your little prince use the hall bathroom? Seriously?! I am taking MY bathroom back. He can use the one in the hall like the other boys and take turns. That is if that's not too much for him, taking turns and sharing?

And the kid is clingy and needy. If you are gone from his sight for two fucking minutes he comes to me and whines, "Where's MY dad?" "I need MY dad." Wow.

And in the meantime he ignores me, my kids, everyone. He has no manners. I'm sick of being reduced to the condition of maid when he's here! When someone speaks to you, you speak back. And that goes for entering and exiting the house. He can at least learn to be civil.

You have allowed this shit for too long. And you can't claim to love my kids and be a "father figure" and then turn around and shit on them when your own is here. Whatever "guilt" you are harboring over not seeing your kid as much, or that you and his fucking mother are divorced, I don't care about. You are not doing that kid any favors by being a "Disney Dad" and letting him run the show.

I have never once seen you lay into your own kid, or discipline him for that matter. Tell me when's the last time you made your own kid cry? Um, never because you have a double standard and different set of rules for everyone. You suck.

So, in closing, fuck you."

Was I harsh? Meh, I think not. Asshat dh steered clear of me last night, choosing to go over to the neighbors and help him with a project (i.e. drink beer and watch baseball). It was a pleasant evening. He mentioned NOTHING of the underwear or "Rules". POC and his unholy reign of terror shall begin all over again tonight. We'll see if there are any changes in asshat's behavior...