FH left his phone here for me this morning because I lost mine the day before Thanksgiving. Well, BM calls just a few minutes ago and was just so freaking hateful. I shouldn't have even answered the phone, but I did.

Me: Hello?
BM: UH, FH?! (Like seriously, you knew it wasn't FH.)
Me: No, sorry. FH left his phone at home today. He's at work.
BM: WELL, DO YOU HAVE THE NUMBER??
Me: No, but I can get it for you, if you give me a sec.
BM: I CAN GET IT MY SELF! THANKS!

I just looked online and saw that they set a date for the visitation enforcement hearing. Buhahaah. Bet that's why she's full of hell.