Ridin the Crazy Train

Okay when I last left off on the tale of the MIL we had a blow up over MIL and ex brother in law asking for money to buy a house, my hubby flipping out ( which he NEVER does) and we left to get some Tylenol for me. While we were out
“getting Tylenol” and my hubby started to mellow out we decided to stay in a hotel that night . I went back in to MIL apartment ex BIL had went somewhere and MIL was on the phone, as I tried to explain to her that we felt it would be better to stay in a hotel so we could discuss what she and Ex BIL had asked us, she just shooed me away and said, “alright!! Alright!! Y’all do what youins want” as she kept on talking, so I took our bags down.
Anyway, hubby called MIL next morning and Ex BIL answered and hubby told him sorry but no on the money EX BIL hung up on him.
That’s how it was when we left misery. Fast forward to about a month later MIL called hubby and started talking about this man named Donnie and that they were going to Bingo together. Hubby was quiet and then said, “ What happened to Ex BIL?” Seems that ex BIL got arrested for attempted molestation of the neighbor girl who is sixteen. But MIL still insisted that,” He didn’t do it, she lied on him.”
But MIL decided that maybe he wasn’t the best choice for a relationship. This decision was made after he asked her to bail him out.
OK, now this man cheated on her daughter, is her grandchild’s father never gives them or her any money ( but that ain’t his fault..yeah right), is now an alleged child molester but the last straw was bail money?????
Anyway, she apologized to hubby and went back to talking about bingo and Donnie.

She called and said she was coming to visit this Wednesday but then we got another call and the plans have changed because Donnie is taking her to Branson to see Andy Williams.

I’m thinkin I like Donnie already.

Queen's Paradise

Thank~You everyone for the comments and support I needed it. Hubby supports me but ya know he loves me and doesn't want to rock the boat in the menopause sea haha. But anywayyyy..
We moved two weeks ago and it has lifted my spirits to the max, however,(isn't there always a however or a but?) I moved away from two of my children and three of my grandgirls and that tore at my heart,I also knew it was time for me and my hubby to start a life for us, not that my kids & grands won't still be in our life, but we have been married five years and have never been alone always had a kid in and out. So now the kids have to travel to come in and out and thats okay with everyone because here is where they will travel to, my paradise..












OUT MY FRONT DOOR, TURN RIGHT WALK 250 FT, THIS IS WHAT YOU SEE

Mama's melt down at the weddin rehearsal

My baby married in August. I love her with all my heart and soul after all she is my baby. But she always seems to find ways that hurt my heart,and I am not so sure she is oblivious to the fact that she does it. First she and my ex husbands wife went and picked out her wedding gown without asking me to go with. Granted I live in a different state but if asked I would have swam the Mississippi to be there to help my daughter pick out her wedding dress. All I got though was a text message and a text photo of " here's my wedding dress" Tater also sent a text saying,"Pizzle(name for the ex's wife)went with me and helped me pick it out and co-signed for a credit card for me from this wonderful place,she's a blast to shop with."

I cried but never said to her how much she hurt me.

I moved on and supported her decisions.Fullfilling her requests for funds for my portion of her wedding expenses. Time for wedding shower, she asked me if I would be opposed to Pizzle being a part of the shower I said,"No it's fine."
Explaination here; I have never told my children not to attend events or ask Pizzle and their Dad not to come to events to soothe my wounded spirit in fact I have always encouraged them to keep in touch with their Dad & Pizzle and invite them to attend all functions.
Okay back to story, I attended the shower, helped set it up and provided food etc. At the shower Pizzle and the ex sat at the front table while myself and my mother were placed in the back of the room. I did not want to cause a fuss by stating that I thought it would be nice for the brides mother and grandmother to sit in the front so we might participate in the gift opening and other events. In the back we sat, we were not introduced to any of the grooms extended family by my daughter as a matter of fact the grooms mother and grandmother sat with Pizzle & ex at the front table.

Again, I cried later.

Now the rehearsal, we are all lined up for the first practice session, we walk down and are placed in the front row, we sit down (we meaning my dear loving hubby), then Pizzle comes walking down and sits down next to me in the front row....okay here it comes she then looks at me and turns her back to me....as if I should not even be there for my daughters wedding. She Snubs ME!!
I broke, I couldn't take it any longer, and I stood up and said oh but HELL NO !! not yelling but to my hubby and walked out of the rehearsal. I went outside and sat on a bench in order to collect myself. I wanted to talk to Tater after they finished the run through, I was going to request that I not have to sit beside Pizzle during MY daughter's wedding. But my sweet Tater threw a hissy fit and started screaming at me," I knew you were going to do this and ruin my wedding." I tried to settle her down by explaining my point of view. I tried to tell her I realized it was her day and her wedding but I just could not sit next to that woman during her wedding.She just kept screaming at me that I always ruined everything. Okay thats when I fell apart, you see I have spoiled Tater, I have given her everything she ever wanted or needed because I felt guilty about the divorce even though he was the one that left. I encouraged her to go visit him, to spend holidays with him, I encouraged her in sports drove her to tournaments, bought her prom dresses, shoes, make-up, hair well you get the picture, I bought them out of money donated by my hubby not my ex husband. I admit it I catered to her every wish and whim I CREATED THIS. when Tater started noticing that hubby and I didn't have the funds for the bigger things she wanted she started spending more time with her Dad & Pizzle, see Pizzle never had children and her family is well off, one of the reasons my ex told me to my face that he left me for her. Pizzle and Tater started going shopping together when she went to visit them, I never said anything, her Dad & Pizzle bought her a used car, which she did need because mean old me told her she had to get a job. After the car my baby started using money manipulation,Ie: Dad can get it for me YOU don't have to. She even once said to me you know the child support you get well it should go to me after all it is FOR ME right?

Okay anyways back to the rehersal I melted down and cried, my father even got involved it, turned into a yelling and crying session between myself, Tater and my father. NOT PRETTY

Tater and I talked it out afterwards...Pizzle was moved to sit with grooms family in front row. However, she (Tater) has spoken to me twice since the wedding even though I have made attempts. She has told her sisters she is upset that hubby & I did not give them a monetary wedding gift even though we spent close to $4000 on wedding expenses. We have still to get a thank you from her or her new husband. Not that I need a thank you but the effort would have been nice.

So my peeps am I in the wrong for feeling the way I did about Pizzle at the rehersal? Should I have just sat there and sucked it up as I always had done before? I want your honest opinions about this. I asked and I can take it..no fits..honest.. I am on meds I'm mellow

Comes sliding in full of Piss n Vinegar

Four months!!!! Four friggin months, did she vanish from the face of the earth? Noooo but I am sure there are some that crossed their fingers and toes wishing hahaha. I am back living in a new location, feeling 110% better and working on life in general.
Tater got married end of August I had a hormonal breakdown which I will relate in another post. Moved to Florida and L-O-V-I-N-G it!!! Okay I hafta do somethings but more tomorrow.

IS ANYONE STILL READING ???? Waving Helloooo
Gonna catch up on all my missed readings soon too.

Geessshhh she's here then she's NOT

Sorry about that, I quit in the middle of my MIL Drama but ..I had back surgery, I have degenerative disc disease and I fell in the winter and surgery now, I shall be back as the famous words were said .. feeling better, able to move around more, drugs are awesome..

After a handful of Blood Pressure pills and some Tequilia..

I couldn't believe what I was hearing as I walked out of the bathroom.

I have to explain why my hubby tolerates his "mother's" behavior the way he does.

First, my hubby was abandoned as a child. His grandparents who were old old at the time came to the house where hubby, his brother and their sperm donor & egg supplier (for the lack of better names for people that would abandon children) lived, to get the boys, after a neighbor called and said the boys had been alone for days.

The grandparents raised the boys for a couple years but they were getting really old and couldn't handle raising 2 hell raising boys. So social services was called and the boys were placed in foster care. One was placed with their maternal aunt, my hubby was placed with a complete stranger, because the maternal aunt did not want them both.

Second, my husband lived in foster care for almost four years, when his father and his new wife (MIL) showed up to get hubby. After going through the channels MIL adopted hubby, his brother chose not to be adopted and has not kept in touch with his family. Anyways, not too long after he was adopted by MIL, hubby's sperm donor left MIL. MIL raised hubby even after the sperm donor disappeared from their life. They did not have anything. MIL often had to go to food pantry and salvation army but she still raised hubby and SIL. Hubby said as they were growing up since his mother didn't cook, she would go to food pantry and take the food over to her best friends house, the best friend would cook almost every meal. They even lived for a while with the friend, even today hubby sends birthday cards to that friend.

My hubby is surprisingly even tempered, fun, loving, warm and basically happy man despite his childhood. His "mother" has always been eccentric but not in a harmful way, just in a bizzare way, does that make sense? I hope so, because I don't know how else to describe her, other than what you all who have been reading for a while know about her, she's unique in her own "special" way.

Now, MIL was patting hubby's hand and ex BIL patted his shoulder, he looked at me with his fourteen shades of red upon his face, then at MIL and said," What the hell is wrong with your head?" His mother looked at him as if he had slapped her face. MIL said," Now youngin don't you be speakin at me that way." Hubby said," oh !!!( surprised look on face) I can't speak to you but you can ask me for money!!! That son of a bitch sits on his ass all day and does nothing!!! First, he knocks up my sister then leaves her with his kid and hooks up with my mother to sponge off her."

Just then BIL made the fatal error of trying to speak." Now don't you be..." Hubby turned and looked at him and said," You better shut your mouth right now Jim Jam ( not his real name but close) or I will knock what's left of your friggin teeth down your friggin throat, you friggin piece of shit."

OKAY, my mouth fell open, I am still standing in the hallway outside the bathroom door and thinking to myself, self, you just walked into the twilight zone, the world had to have changed in the two minutes you used the restroom. My husband never looses his temper and especially with his crazy mother.

As ex- BIL stood up and as hubby stood and MIL grabbed her walking cane to stand I rushed over and said, "we're going to town I need tylenol." MIL says," I got tylenol" I responded with "yeah but nothing strong to wash it down with" as I was dragging hubby out the door. Hubby was cussing under his breath and I could hear ex BIL telling MIL that hubby shouldn't be talking to him" thata way cuz I was bein nice by not throwin him a punch." MIL was yellin at ex- BIL,
"what the hell is the matter with you now we ain't gettin nothin."


Yeah there's more.... I have to stop, going through it once was bad, but to write it down...geeessshh..but this is my hubby's family, I don't have to love them, but I do love him.

Wandering the past 2 weeks in a delirious state

Well, the Queen has ventured to a planet, so far beyond her planethotflash and she has witnessed behavior that has changed her soul.
We visited MIL.

MIL called and ask that hubby and I come to her home ASAP
I looked at hubby and asked do I hafta, yeah I actually said hafta.
He looked back at me lovingly and said, " No *sigh* you really don't *sigh* have to go but I *sigh* should, she sounded like she was having some problems *sigh*."

After searching my life for a plausible excuse, I could not find one, so I responded," No, *sigh* I wouldn't do that to you my love *sigh*"

So off we went to Misery

Upon arrival there she stood, at the entryway of her apartment complex, in a Jean skirt, red flip flops and a halter with big orange flowers, My MIL, waving to park in the back because the old people need the front spaces. So we parked a block away and hubby hauled the luggage to her apartment.
On our way up, we were introduced to anyone that would stand still long enough to say hello.

Inside the apartment the temperature had to be at least 80 with no air or fans on. And low and be hold, there sat ex brother-in-law in gym shorts, no shirt and watching the Goonies. I looked at hubby and he ignored my looks.
Since there was only one bedroom in MIL apartment, which hubby assumed we would have, because MIL as in the past would sleep on the sofa because she always insisted we stay with her, anyway she explained since ex B-I-L would be "sleepin thar" we would have to make a pallet on the floor of the living room. So hubby told her we would stay in a hotel and she started bawling a storm and said that her son wouldn't even spend time at home with her.

Um, Yeah, drama queen.

Of course, hubby felt guilty for making her cry, said we would stay one night with her and the next night at a hotel. The well dried up then. He whispered to me that I could have the couch and he would do the floor, I looked sideways at him and said you bet your sweet ass, then smiled.
Then MIL asked what we would like her to order for dinner. She doesn't cook, never, ever, my hubby said she never cooked anything when he was young either,after great debate pizza was decided on. While waiting for dinner to arrive, we had the astute privilege of listening to ex b-i-l explain to hubby about his relationship with MIL. He began his lecture series with, how hubby shouldn't have," no hard fellins" and that he (ex b-i-l) was going to " take right good kair of her." I had to go use the restroom because I was sure that the "you don't have to call me Daddy" speech was next. As I came out of the bathroom, I couldn't believe what was actually being said by that fool ( ex B-I-L) , no it wasn't about marriage and no it wasn't about being hubby's daddy. It was this,

Your Mama and I wanna buy us a house and we was wonderin if you all could loan us the down payment.

Hubby's face turned fourteen, yes there are fourteen, shades of red. His mother said," now honey, we know you got it and we ain't, so we figured you'd wanna help us get up on our feet."

To be continued