Okay, I write last night that I don’t have time to blog about the goings on in my life and then today something happens that makes me think “I will truly forget to post about this, it cannot wait”.
The Christmas time is a time in my life that I value family. I believe that the best thing that you can do is take some time and truly love where you came from and what has made you what you are today. It is also a time to value yourself and your beliefs. It is also a time to get together with the normal ones in your family and talk about how bad someone needs a good ole fashioned kick in the head.
In this case, #3 may need more than a kick in the head. He has been hit by two cars, ran his moped into a telephone pole and had 2 tons of 2X4s fall on his head one by one. I don’t think that his head has any effect on his behavior. Now it is my whole hearted belief that he needs to have a pole shoved up his arse so far that maybe the common sense that is in his pants can have a chance to make it back up.
Let me back up…
Remember back in June when I told you all about how he came up to Massachusetts for a few weeks to “find a job”? Remember how I told you he left his 15 year old son behind? Remember when I told you that the woman that he lives with in Florida is NOT the mother of the 15 year old son? Well, let me fill you in since June.
The 15 year old, basically left on his own, was being picked on at school. With no father around to talk to and a “woman” in the house who didn’t care too much one way or another, he took the situation into his own hands and beat the ever living daylights out of a kid. Seriously injuring the child, to the point where charges were brought against him.
When #3 returned to Florida, he informed his son that the only reason he came back was because #8 told him that he could not leave him behind. So he was going to have to leave so that he could move back to Massachusetts. (Pointing out right now that he told his 15 year old son that he was kicking him out) Son spent the summer in Maine with his mother, another long story but not important at this time, where he met a girl. This girl told son that if he moved back to Maine for good she would have sex with him. What 15 year old boy would not have his bags packed. (Well, besides mine who are so innocent and well behaved)
Son returned back to Florida for the hearing and received his sentence and then packed his bags and moved to Maine. Where he is living now with the mother and his ½ sister and from what I understand the soon to be ex husband…or something like that.
In the meantime, #3 has decided that he is “coming home for the holidays”. He packed his truck and left this morning.
The “girlfriend” that he has been with for 13 years is still in Florida. Jackass never told her that he was leaving “for good” or has had a conversation with her for the last month about the possibility. Nope, the spineless effup had a lawyer do it.
In the meantime, he has invited all of his children to live with #8 over the holiday too. #8 is pretty upset at this time. #8 has never seen #3 for what he really is but now his eyes are open.
Back up and tell you that #8 is a widower that lives alone with his two cats. Now he is being inundated with 1 alcoholic eff up, 2 nephews and their girlfriends, one of which is pregnant, 1 niece and the boyfriend she is bringing and two other nephews. Yup 8 additional mouths to feed and house without any support financially from #3. Why, because he hasn’t had a job in over 3 years and has no intention of getting one either.
So, #3’s girlfriend sent #8 this message a few weeks back…
Just wanted to say "thank you" for the effort you have put forth, to terminate a 13 year relationship, and screw me over, at the same time!
I thought much higher of you, until this!
Today he received this one…
I am filing charges against #3 for RAPE / assult and larceny. And I will be sending him his dog!
Good luck with him.
(her misspelling not mine)
So, this is the beginning of the holiday cheer for all of you. I myself am very interested to see how this all plays out.
Hope you are to.