That Girl is at it again.

10/30/07 – Speaking of not needing this shit, I’ve had contact with the Daughter-in-Law. Apparently her long disappearance can be attributed to going back to prison to finish out her parole violation and now she’s legally free and clear of that. And wants to see her daughter. I gave Casey her phone number and told him to call her. I so don’t want to get in the middle of that but she’s asking me to. She wants me to mediate between them because “I’m so blunt and calm and honest” and all they do is fight.

11/8/07 – Uncomfortable phone conversation with DIL. She’s getting impatient and a bit bitchy but I’m not driving this kid all the way to Phoenix again to find her. She needs to come halfway. And she needs to stop stretching the truth to make her actions look better and accusing Casey of hiding Kira. Just because he moved that doesn’t mean he did it to spite her.

1/10/08 – Just for the record, Kira’s “real” mom just came and picked her up for a couple of days. Casey’s trusting her so I will.

(The one and only time she’s bothered to come get her.)

Anyway, there was a tentative plan to take Kira over there yesterday morning, but he hadn’t verified and I didn’t want to drive her all the way up there and have them not be there. Her apartment is 2 miles from the studio. Last weekend That Girl was supposed to have her and called with a whole my-tummy-hurts-I’m-going-to-the-hospital bullshit again and backed out. She frakking called me at 2:00 am last night wanting to know where Casey and Kira were and why I didn’t bring her up there. Bitch. NOT MY FUCKING RESPONSIBILITY. I just logged onto Myspace and there’s another nasty note there regarding how bad we’re treating her. To which I replied:

Actually, I had plans and couldn’t drive him. Remember he doesn’t have access to a car and you do. And from what he tells me, you’re the one who usually cancels. As far as not answering your calls, he’d left his phone in Daniel’s car and when I spoke to him this morning he was pissed because you’d call everyone. Stop whining and set up some real plans and follow through. You’re certainly not going out of your way to make this any easier. If you wanted her, you’d find a way.

Debbie.

I’m too damned nice.

Speaking of lousy parenting. Fucktard called Ginnie yesterday and insisted they go to the movies and said he’d be there at 9:15 last night to take her out. She canceled other plans and then he didn’t show, didn’t call and hasn’t answered the 8 times she’s called him to find out WTF. AFAIK he hasn’t bothered to contact her today to explain, either. Way to go, Papa.