the Truth is in the details
When my step daughter was 9, we left her at my mom's house long enough to go get take out. Twenty minutes at most. On the way home she asked us to never leave her there alone again.She said we had no sooner made it out of sight than my mother sat her down and pulled up a chair in front of her and started interrogating her about anything and everything. Personal stuff about me and her mother.So we never left her there again.
Given what your mother was, I'm not surprised. Disgusted and pissed off, but not surprised. Drilling a nine year old about personal information concerning her parents? They never cease to disgust me. Every time I think I've seen it all, I see something else that makes me want to vomit.
Jonsi,, that movie just fits everywhere, doesn't it?! I need a bumber sticker that says "I *heart* uranus. HAR HAR.Yes, always expect the bullshit. Erect your battlements, create the wood piles for the beacons, stock up on toilet paper in case of seige. Because, we all know, it's coming. The assholes <--see what I did there? :) the assholes just can't let it go, they MUST win.What they don't understand is, NO CONTACT wins every time. We ALWAYS win. It makes me smile, this band of Ungrateful Bastards, because no matter how long it takes, no contact ALWAYS WINS. Hang tough, you and DH. We're here.
Gladys - It really does. I fucking love that movie. NC does win every time. Which makes them nothing but a bunch of god damned sore losers.
Jonsi,My schwartz is bigger than your schwartz. Love,Vanci
Hahahahaha. I beg to differ Vanci! My schwartz is quite large, you see! The largest in the land!