Ah, bonuses. Big bone of contention. Ignoring it until The Mouthpiece has an answer.
Hey here's something funny. Not funny "ha-ha," but...funny.
She wigged out at me today, first on e-mail and then calling the house 7 times until I finally had to pick up rather than deal with the kids' asking why I was ignoring Mommy (caller i.d.).
I had the nerve. The audacity. The utter and complete lack of respect. The BALLS!
To what? To steal all her money? To spy on her with my surplus NSA Mega-Spy-Satellite system? To hire a P.I. to follow her?
No, friends -- worse. Far worse.
To plan something for myself on Mother's Day so the kids could spend it with........ their mother.
What an a**hole! What an unreliable inflexible piece of sh*t I am! Don't I know she has plans??!?? She bought a plane ticket?!? She's going Somewhere to meet Someone?!?
Who do I think I am thinking the kids will spend Mother's Day with their mother?!?!?
So I'd better change my plans or take them with me or she's just going to leave them with a babysitter for 3 days because there's NO WAY IN HELL she's taking her kids. On Mother's Day.
Which she missed nearly all of last year, because she was out of town and didn't get back until late.
And there was no Thanksgiving with her for them last year (out of town).
And she was on an overseas adventure for the Girl-Child's birthday this year.
And she didn't see them for Valentine's Day, because she was out of town.
And she's out of town for Easter.
And I'm the a**hole. Sheesh.
Oh and get this -- "this wouldn't have even happened, and I'd have my plans happy in my head, if it wasn't for your stupid demand that I put things in writing when I send custody calendars! You and your stupid e-mail! If it wasn't for e-mail we would probably have gotten back together last fall!"
