I will tell you this funny part. The first time we all went out to dinner together was at my D's pre school graduation. His sister and husband were there too, and his father and GF I think. It was at a hibachi table. She sat on one side of ex, she sat on other, but she was on the end of the table. Ex was eating off my plate because he knows what I don't like, and he would put on my plate what I did like. She was barely in the conversation and she looked PISSED.
