The morning sun is shining like a red rubber ball.

[wishing, hoping]

S just texted me and told me OW is bringing her kids to this family wedding. That will be one motley crew. S is beside himself. Now he has to endure them for a 2-1/2 hour car ride and in a cramped hotel room. Plus I don't think J rsvp'd for 6 people, probably only for 4. Rive Gauche.

I wish I could scoop my kids out of that craziness. I know there have been crazier things but they are so unhappy. I hate that.

J did mention to me during our "discussion" Thursday that OW' ex was a real jerk. He did say something about her ex refusing to switch weekends so she could go to the wedding. Anyone with half a brain in her head would have said I just won't go and I will stay home with my kids. Not OW. We will just bring them along because everyone will be so excited to see my kids. And who cares if we rsvp'ed for four. Two more won't hurt. Such selfish behavior.

And it doesn't affect me at all. It bothers my son, which really bothers me. I told him to discuss how he feels with his dad. I don't know if he will or not. I just wish I could do more.

WH