Several weeks ago, the ex-MIL asked if the weekend of September 25th would be the boy's visitation with Dad. Apparently this is where my ex-husband got his scheduling skills. I check my calendar and tell her no, it will not. She says her company is having their family picnic that Saturday, and she was going to take the boys if it was visitation weekend. I tell her that we don't have anything on the calendar the day, and that I would be happy to let her take them. Fast forward to FRIDAY the 24th and I have not one confirmation or logistics detail from her. So *I* call her. I finally work out time & details Saturday morning. Are you bringing them to the house? Um, no, the house is 1.5 hours away from my house, the location of the picnic is .5 hours from me. Are you picking them up at the house? Um, no. Again, 1.5 > .5. Soo...I meet her at the park and her car is full, so I'm wondering how in the hell she intended to safely and legally transport my children if I brought them "to the house" and picked them up "from the house." The echoes were so loud on my way to take Cassidy dinner at work, that I went into a full-blown panic attack. Sooo, if we did it YOUR way, I would sacrifice 4 hours traveling, half a tank of gas on me, all so you can endanger my children's lives on the highway. I had just enough time to take Cassidy her food and go in one store, pick up a shoe and look at it, and ex-MIL calls that they are done at the picnic. Shortest shopping trip ever, Mike should be pleased. I know they love the boys, but they have no idea how to interact and connect, just like the ex-husband. They also have no concern with things such as car seats and seat belts and precious cargo, ALSO just like the ex-husband. (Sigh) The boys seemed to have had a great time, so it's all good.
I took the boys to watch Mike's band play their first set. Sam accidentally bopped into one of the flimsy plastic patio tables and spilled one of the drunk granny's beer all over her. He said I'm sorry maam and we bought her another beer, but I think it was the Universe telling Granny she might want to slow down, it's just 830pm. I was so happy to see Dee & Carson, but also relieved to be able to leave before 9pm, sober, and with the great excuse of having my kiddos. They are playing this particular bar one more time I think. I will be happy to move on, as there is a bad energy there that I can't quite put my finger on.
The boys and I headed to Scarowinds. Josiah insisted ALL DAY LONG that he wanted to go and that he was NOT afraid. He did great! We went through Cornstalkers and the Dead Inn. We got to see Cassidy and take a pic with her and her monster!
We watched the theater show, Fangs, and it was AWESOME! A little racy, with adult humor! If you go to Scarowinds...GO SEE IT! I am not going to talk about the incident that occurred with Captain Redneck before we went into the theater, because I am ready to forget about it. It really makes me worry about kiddos, especially teens, being out in the world alone. It makes me sad that some people get all the way to adulthood and still don't get it. A great family day, though, despite the brief drama!
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