Well, BM took a two month long vacay and conveniently showed back up wanting to play mommy the night before Christmas Eve. She text at 9pm saying "All I want for Christmas is to see my babies. That would make me so happy. I'm doing better, I'm finally getting my life straight." Uhh..... she is sleeping on DH's best friend's couch. We still know her every move. She still has no job, leeching off of best friend and his roommates, can find the money for her beer, pills, weed, and cigarettes but still not paying a dime in CS and she thinks that is getting her life straight???!!! So anyway, basically, DH told her what she wants for Christmas is not his concern that what his kids need is. He told her that if she wanted to see the kids then she needed to make a commitment to call them every day for the rest of their lives, no matter what. He told her that if she wasn't willing to make that promise not to even bother showing back up because playing mommy for a couple days and then going mia for weeks to months was doing more damage than if she just disappeared forever. Well, she insists she is committed now so we made room for her in our plans. She has been calling every day, but only for the first 3 days was it at a decent time. Now she is back to calling 10 minutes before bed and while the kids are on the phone all we hear is "Momma, did you hear me? Momma, are you there? Momma, who are you talking to? Momma? Hello?" I wish I could catch her in a dark alley. And of course, now that she is calling again, the skids have gone back to being straight up hellions!!!!!!! I am so flat out sick of them already. On a happier note, since it was raining on Christmas Eve we asked her if she wanted to meet at the restaurant around the corner from best friend's house instead of a park. We show up and BM is just getting fatter by the minute. I've lost another 20 pounds. Best friend says to me "Damn, girl. Why did you have to show up getting all skinny and looking so good? Now I'm going to have to hear J (BM) all the way home b*tching about how good you look." LMAO So, apparently all of her talk about how I'm a big fat f*cking b*tch is out of jealousy? You don't say!