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Jeezo pizza there are so many hoops.
Jan 11th
Okay, I filed my proof that I attended that parenting class back in December.
I signed (in front of a notary) and got copies of the Application and Affidavit for Default and filed it with the Clerk’s office.
I'm singing
Jan 11th
Goin’ to the courthouse
and I’m
Goin’ to file default papers
Goin’ to the courthouse
and I’m
Goin’ to file default papers
Gee, I’m really done with you
and
Goin’ to file the default papers.
Goin’ to the courthouse of law.
(yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Macaroni and Cheese
Jan 10th
I recommend Stouffer’s, because if it says Stouffer’s it has to be good. True dat. The best frozen and nuke it when you want it Mac & Cheese I’ve ever found. This has taken the place (in my house) of the Kraft blue box Mac & Cheese.
The exact opposite is Banquet brand. Their Macaroni and Cheese testes just like you’d expect at a banquet – crappy.
I used to make my own but I can’t match the stuff my Mom made. Hers was stringy and really really good. As long as I can get Stouffer’s I’m happy. And I have Macaroni and Cheese about five or six times a week. I’m a mac n cheese hound.
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.
Which means I’m free tomorrow to trudge down to the courts and get the next step started in this divorce thing. Oh joy, that’s always so much fun.
Parenting Class My Ass
Dec 6th
This ineptly titled parenting class was a joke. Or rather it would have been a joke if it wouldn’t have been 4 frakking hours listening to the most scatterbrained, unfunny, disorganized old fart of the century.
Seriously.
The man spent 40 minutes describing what the class was generally about. Hey, we’re all court-ordered to be there, we all have children, we all have a copy of the (useless as it turns out) outline and we’ve all set aside 4 frakking hours (and paid $40) to be there. We all know what the damned class was generally about. Get to the point.
I found myself chanting that in my head throughout the entire evening. GET TO THE POINT! In fact there as a time when he stopped and looked right at me and I thought maybe I’d slipped and said it out loud.
16 adults needed specific information on how to help their kids cope with the uncoupling of their parents. Period. Mr. Fidget (dude waved his hands and played with his papers the WHOLE time) couldn’t focus on a topic, couldn’t finish a sentence, couldn’t manage to complete any of the sections of the outline and was so easily distracted I thought he was new at this until he said he’d been running this class for 16 years. No wonder there are so many screwed up kids around here. Geesh.
High points? Well, Alfredo looked good enough to eat. Damn! That was one sexy man. There was one woman who piped up with the story about how her husband came home and explained IN DETAIL to their four school-aged children that Daddy has a sexual addiction and Mommy wants a divorce. Another women said she’d lived with her husband in separate rooms for the last seven years until the kids made her make him move out.
Believe it or not, I didn’t speak at all. Except once when I said people should be more honest with their children rather than trying to protect them from the truth of situations. Not as truthful as that Daddy above, but kids need to know the facts and how their lives can/will change not just Daddy and Mommy don’t love each other anymore. If you give kids room to use their imaginations, those imaginations will always go the wrong way.
Well, at least I did the court-ordered thing and now I’m ready for the next step. At some point I need to turn in this certificate, but I don’t think their is any deadline besides before everything gets to a judge. Another line-through on my starting over to-do list.
Just for the record.
Dec 3rd
I filed the initial divorce papers October 31st.
I handed Buck his copies on November 7th.
Buck signed the acceptance of service papers in front of a notary on November 13th.
I turned in the acceptance of service papers today, December 3rd.
The directions say:
STEP 4: COUNT: Count the days from the date the other party signed the “Acceptance of Service.” If the other party received the “Acceptance of Service” in the State of Arizona and does not file a Response or Answer within 20 days from the date he or she signed the “Acceptance of Service,” or if the other party received the “Acceptance of Service” outside the State of Arizona and does not file a Response or Answer within 30 days from the date he or she signed the “Acceptance of Service,” see Packet #3 regarding Default.
Which would be like, today? Right?
Either way, I have to wait 61 days (actually another 41 days) to file for a default if he never files any papers at all. Which will probably be how it goes. So I’m at a wait and see point. Great.
Little bits of nuttin'
Nov 26th
Caught up on DVR’d shows yesterday and today. Men in Trees, Brothers & Sisters, Grey’s Anatomy, Desperate Housewives, Private Practice, Torchwood, Ugly Betty, more Torchwood, one of Ginnie’s Xena episodes, Kid Nation, and Project Runway. I think that’s all of them.
I burnt my hand taking my dinner out of the microwave. The stupid thing is over my head and I dropped the container all over me and the stove top. What a mess. And my hand hurts.
Max called last night to tell me he was cooking dinner. I guess I need to write that down somewhere.
I need a jacket. And black printer ink.
(Noticing Jack reading a part where his wife is played by Leann)
I scheduled my court-ordered 3-hour parenting class for December 5th. Whoopie. Like I need a parenting class now that my baby is 17. Barn door?
(ROUS?)
I just don’t understand Technorati. What exactly is it supposed to do and how do I do it?
And people are talking about Zune software replacing iTunes. iTunes sucks for organizing podcast feeds and my music files but it is available with one-click on a lot of sites. Just because it’s easy to connect to it doesn’t mean its the best. Maybe I’ll try the Zune thing.
I’ve gotten all the A-V books from the DragonPage library onto the Google documents and onto Shelfari. I took last week off, but now I’m back in gear. I should have the project finished in a few more hours. Just finding the hours is the problem. Kira gets into too much stuff in my room so I’m down to her nap time and when she’s not here at night.
Oh well, g’night.
Treading Water
Nov 14th
Is treading water considered swimming?
A friend called this morning and gave me a much needed boost. (We got disconnected as we were saying goodbye and I don’t want her to think I rudely hung up on her.) I haven’t been posting because I am a little down, a little depressed, a little . . . emo.
really bad day
Nov 8th
Kira kicked my ass this afternoon.
Didn’t even hear from Dad today. I know I’m boring but what else has he got to do besides hang out with me?
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.
Seriously uncomfortable SERIES of phone calls with Buck. He’s drunk again and yet he thinks he’s fine. Yes I hung up on him when he started yelling and then he hung up on me when I had to yell at him to hang-on-a-minute when Ginnie came up to see what I was yelling about. And then another call. And then a text from Max that Buck had called him and was he drunk or something? Way to be a parent there Buckles. I told him if he wanted to have a conversation (because that’s what he keeps saying – do I really REALLY want to go through with this and that we need to have a talk) he needed to chose NOT to fucking drink beforehand. I won’t even try to talk to him unless he’s sober. It’s his choice.
Jesus Christ.
Two bowls of chocolate ice cream. Really bad day. I think I’ll cry for a while now.
Quick Bitch Post
Nov 4th
Another long phone conversation today. Here I thought I’d wait to serve Buck the divorce petition until after he found me tires and that came back to bite me in the ass. The court sent him some sort of notice and a paper on paternity testing. I didn’t say anything about paternity, that was never in question. Thanks Superior Court for making a bad situation even more intolerable.
He doesn’t hear what I’m saying when I try to talk to him. And I don’t need to put up with this bullshit anymore.
Same shit, different day.
Oh sqeeings! Got a certain envelope in the mail yesterday. Thanks for thinking of me snowcalla and please be advised there’s a package in the mail, or rather via UPS on its way to you. We must have been thinking about each other extra hard early last week. Love ya.
Start babysitting Kira every day starting tomorrow. Even getting paid real money!
Pick Max up at the airport tomorrow.
Dad gets here Tuesday night.
Company cleaned my place today. Rearranged the living room and now I’m thinking about moving this desk over by the window. Its too dark in here if I do decide to do a video podcast.
For now, I’m beat and going to bed.
Over the Humpday
Oct 31st
Is Halloween over yet? I had four kids come to the door. Hardly worth getting dressed for.
I did file my divorce papers today. And now I have to serve Buck his copies and get him to sign a form, or pay a fee to get a deputy to serve him. We’ll see what happens.
My friend Jamie gave me catalog today for this company. If I had a million ducats, I’d shop for all my clothes here. Yes, the majority of the decorator stuff is tacky, but the clothes are cool and some of the jewelry is really nice. Can I dress like a pagan without having to become one?
I’m wearing my horns.
I just finished off a Strongbow.
Max called tonight to wish me Happy Halloween and talk about his girlfriend, Kiley or Haley or Helloea or whatever he said her name was. WTF? Who the hell is Kiley? What happened to Ashley, the one he was going to marry a few months ago? Oh they broke up. News to me. We really need to discuss that one further – before she comes here to join him on his vacation.
Dad called tonight, too. He’ll be here Tuesday night! Mr. Self-Sufficient is renting a car – so I don’t have to pick him up at the airport – and he’s getting a room – because he needs his privacy even on vacation. Okay DAD! He wants to see Max, and Casey and Kira and be here for Ginnie’s birthday on the 15th and leave the next day. My father has never spent more that 3-4 days here before. He’s a firm believer in the fish and company stink after three days rule. This should be fun. Maybe I should plan an early Thanksgiving dinner?
Took off the horns.
