Dear Fiancé had sent SD9 with $30 to school for lunch money. He had put it in a white envelope with SD9’s name, her teacher’s name and amount. Well according to the lunch lady she only had one dollar in the envelope. Like WTF I myself had seen DF put a twenty and 2 fives in that damn envelope! Well SD9 had tried calling both DF and I to tell us she had no lunch money. Neither one of us was able to answer her call because listen to this…We were actually WORKING!! At the time of the phone call. Well SD9 then called her UNEMPLOYEED, LAZY ASS mother.

Dear Cody, 08/24/2011

Hello son. I missed last week so my letter streak is now restarting. Hopefully your last test went as well or better than the previous tests. Based on your past tests I am sure you did well. Of course we would not know since ….. NO CALL! Call your mom. We want to know how you are doing.

I am thinking of sending an email to BM. Keep in mind in 6 years we have spoken three times, one letter and two emails. That is it. I do not wish to communicate with her. But, she recently sent a very, very long email to my SIL defaming me horribly. If you believe everything she said I make Joan Crawford look like Mother of the Year. I am tired of everyone from the lawyers and DH to now the BM's DH having a comment about this mess. Below is what I wrote edited to remove the names. Please give me input. For those that want to bash, not in the mood and I will delete your comments.

During the summer while school was out bitch face ex wife had kept SD9 all week until Thursday when Dear Fiancé or I would pick her up. This was arranged because the bitch is to damn lazy to get a job so she’s unemployed and does nothing but stay at home and refused to pay half of the daycare/ summer camp bill. Anyway so because she kept SD9 all week we would get her on the weekends. (Thursday-Sunday afternoon.) Well this summer was awful. I did not get to enjoy not one damn weekend with my fiancé. NOT ONE!!

I haven't blogged in a long while. My frustrations got to me, and DH and I had a massive and ugly brawl sometime ago. We eventually made up, shook hands and decided to keep trying at this stepfamily thing but that blow-out led me to the following insights:

I am not so sure about this...My nine year old stepson was sent home with a cell phone from his mother today. I asked him why he was given a cell phone and he said his mother said she thought he was mature enough...I cant even get him to routinely pick up his wet towels off the floor after a shower. I was so irritated when I saw it today. Its not like he goes any where alone and I see it as a way to constantly keep tabs of what we are doing. I exlained to him that if I catch him calling his mother to cry about something he doesnt like ie if he is in trouble, I will take the phone away.

So I go to the gynocologist today (yes, this is important). As I'm checking in, I am asked to verify my secondary address and phone number. I don't have a secondary address and phone number, so you can imagine my shock when the secondary information listed belonged to DH's ex wife, or as i call her BM from HELL!!!!!!!!!! We can't PROVE it, but this is what we think happened.

I am tired of it, I don't know why I do this to myself. SD started the 5th grade and on her second of school she already had homework; she did at her after school program but I wanted to check it before she went to bed.

BM of SD6 just called. SD6 was excited to tell me that she lost her first tooth! Then, BM got on the phone and told me that although she has an IUD she has had sore boobs for the last couple of days and this morning she threw up...so she took two PG tests and they were both positive. She is freaking because she is on IUD and expected that to be efficient. Aside from SD6 she also has a set of twin boys 22 months old and one of them had hydrocephalus (water on the brain) so her plate is already super full. We should find out tomorrow if this is a false alarm or a true pregnancy.

No matter how hard I try, it is never good enough. My biological daughter turned 1 year old Monday. She is my first, so, of course, I went a little over board on her presents and her party. My mother came in to town to give me a helping hand. She also brought back my step-kids who have been gone all summer. Of course, my daughter doesn't remember them and we're having to get them both to get used to each other again. I was made to feel guilty because I wasn't trying to teach her about her half brother and half sister or trying to get her to learn their names.