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The Dog Has the Right Idea

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My littlest skid just told me that his dog "lives at the pound." This perked my interest enough that I had to know more. It took a while for him to explain, due to a lack of general getting-his-point-across skills, but he managed to tell me that his dog (that someone pawned off on Psycho when they moved out of town) basically runs away pretty much every day and they have to go to the pound to pick him up. I asked him how many times this happens and he replied, "aaaall the time.

(Warning: A venty, probably offensive post) I saw the nutjob

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that spawned the nutjob, that spawned the little mistakes that call me "step-mom." It was hilarious and more entertaining than I would have thought. I've heard a lot about the woman that birthed a family of psychos/criminals and is mother to the BM of my skidlets. Apparently, she is even crazier than Psycho and is the middle aged poster child for pathetic white trash freak shows. We dropped of the skids and the part that I thought was interesting and odd was that the presence of her mother made Psycho appear to have some burst of confidence.

Need Advice: Custody Schedule

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Hi all! I would love some feedback/ideas about our current custody schedule. Right now, my H rushes from work to pick up the skids, brings them home, we make dinner for them, get homework done and then it's usually time to take them back to BM. This is the schedule every day of the week and we also have every other weekend.

Ursula the UberFreak Strikes Again (a vent)

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Okay, so her name isn't really Ursula, but she bears a striking resemblance to a certain character in my favorite Disney movie...Anyway, I thought that she could sink no lower, but I was wrong and the BM is at it again. Neither I or H have given her any reason to be a witch with a capital B lately, (like she needs a reason) but I guess she doesn't need a reason to act crazy and evil...

An Evil Thought

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Today, my stupid and sheltered SS10 asked me who Hitler was (how could a ten year old not know or have ever heard of Hitler?!!!). I was flabbergasted and almost said, "well, he's like your mother. They both have mustaches and are evil and crazy." Instead, I gave a quick run down and due to his goldfish-like attention span, he wasn't listening after the first five seconds, so I probably could have gotten away with expressing my evil thought. Smile

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