Well...so much for my post on Friday. It was my thought that it would take some pushing, but that visitation would eventually go down this weekend, as per the agreement between Mic and Ms. Perfect. No such luck. And apparently she was totally within her rights to do so. For all legal purposes, regardless of the verbal agreement in front of witnesses, he forfeited the visitation last weekend, even if it was all based on a lie.

I know that this is a relatively inconsequential matter that I'm about to talk about, but it's the talking about it that makes me feel better, so here goes:

I never felt so wrong about being right. SS didn't leave school early on Friday. He was never sick. She said/did something when he got home to make him cry, and forced him to lie to dad about being sick. My suspicion? He went on a boy scout trip with granddad. This woman is sick to do this to her kid. We'll be reporting all of this to the court. Thanks to Tyra and Fearless for the support, and for telling me I wasn't crazy to have thought all of this. Turns out, they were right!

So much for less-worse. I had been looking forward to Mardi Gras, but now it just seems like any other day. Poor Mic spent all last night trying to talk to SS on the phone, from about 5:00 to after SS's bedtime. Of course, no one ever answered, no call ever returned. Funny thing was, he got a text message from her phone number this morning. He called back, trying to find out what was wrong with SS (as SS being allowed to call at all is usually an emergency, let alone when he should be in school). BM answered and said that SS was in school, that he didn't send the message.