A while ago, I wrote a post about one of our adopted kids.
It's been 6 years since I wrote that post and that guy is still very much a part of our lives. In that post I related a situation with his fucked up Momma.
He has gone on to make something of himself. He's had the same job for all this time and he's known around these parts as THE parts guy. If you need a part for your car, this guy can get it for you. I'm real proud of him.
He comes over every so often and always always helps The Senior Chief work on his cars and whatnot.
He also has been taking care of his fucked up Momma.
Recently, she bought a house, as I understand it. He also has a steady girlfriend and is Dad to her kids. Those kids adore him and vice versa. I am so proud of him, I could burst.
They were all living with his Momma in this house she bought that she can't afford. He gave her money for living there, as well.
So, he and his family were saving up money to get their own place, as is natural. Then his fucked up Momma drops the ball on him and says she's going to lose the house.
He gives her every last penny to keep this from happening, gives her money to keep the lights on and all that. He gave her every last dime he had...which was a significant amount, from what I understand. And she apparently spent it all on something else.
Her response? She called the cops on him, had them pick him up and tell him he has 24 hours to get out. The cop told her she couldn't do that, that she had to give him 14 days.
GI Joe went over there yesterday to help him load up some stuff to store over here. I love my son, he's a good man.
I want to know..how in the hell do you do that to your only son? To any of your children?
I've always had bad feelings towards that chick since that one day. But this...this is just mean. And fucked up like nothing I've ever seen before.
I don't know how she can sleep at night or live with herself treating her own flesh and blood that way. Looks to me like she just used him.
And with all the trouble he's got, he still is finding time to help us. He's going to haul ToughJake's truck off for us on Monday.
He is crushed that his own mother would do this to him, and I don't blame him. He is holding up well, though.
He came over last night to drop a couple of cars off that he is working on, and I hugged him at least 10 times. The boys took him out to eat and have a couple of beers with them to cheer him up also.
In my humble opinion, she should be shot. The bitch.
Saturday, August 13, 2011
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Always An Asshole
GI Joe is here for a visit and that is always tiring as we try and make up for him having not been here every second that he is here.
We are celebrating the fact that he made it back from another tour in a hostile environment. Can I get a hell yeah? Hell yeah!
As usual there are a ton of people over, but they are all much older now than in past years. So, I don't think sitting around the bonfire listening to music and shooting the shit even counts as a party anymore. It's quiet and mellow, which is how I like it.
As well, since a couple of them live a couple of blocks over, they go over there to get loud and whatnot.
That was the plan anyway.
Sunday night changed everything. They went over to the other house and The Senior Chief and I were just chilling watching some tube before we went to bed. At about 11:30, there was a knock on the door. It was some young man looking for one of the girls that hangs with my son. I said she wasn't here and he said..."Are you sure."
That tripped a red flag for me, a little, but I closed the door, locked it and went back to my show.
That bastard never left. He stayed and hung around out in my front yard waiting for the chick to come over. We saw headlights and went outside to see what was going on and he was still here, the chick he was looking for wasn't happy with him, and another of the chicks that came with the first one to make sure she was ok.
He threatened them both, ....then threatened The Senior Chief. Right as The Senior Chief and he were having a discussion...the posse rolls up.
Let me just say, it's good to have a posse, although in the telling, I get counted as being part of it. He didn't want to leave plain and simple and I don't know about any of my dear readers, but if 5 guys all over 6 feet tall were up in my face telling me to leave, then I woulda beat feet out of there. This guy was stupid, though.
He finally left as my son pushed the last number one in 911. Then we had a couple of beers ..talked about it..and they all went back to what they were doing before the disturbance. An hour later we got a call that he said he was coming back to fuck my son up. So, back over they came and we chilled in the garage and stayed up until 3 am. This was before the first day of school and I had to get up and get my younger ones off to school.
The next day was ok..nice and quiet.
Last night..this idiot shows up at the workplace of one of the gals and is threatening her and my son again. She called the cops and again we stayed up late. The Senior Chief filed two complaints against him and for the time being, they are sending extra patrols out our way.
I do not know what this kid is thinking. Or if he is thinking at all. He really shouldn't be messing with us. GI Joe did just come out of a combat zone, and this really isn't helpful to his state of mind. He needs to be able to relax and feel safe within the confines of our home and we have this guy here that has him all worked up and tense, and it's really pissing me off.
The original girl in question will not file a restraining order. She seems to think that if she does then the threats will escalate. I can get that, and she couldn't defend herself if it did, and a piece of paper won't stop a bullet. But, she could make it a lot clearer that she doesn't want to talk to him.
All I know is that now I am completely exhausted and just a little bitchy. I need to get on a schedule and this just is not helping. Not to mention there's a wrecked truck out there that has not been worked on due to all this drama. This is the first time in all these years that there's been real drama. I hate drama, I really do.
We are celebrating the fact that he made it back from another tour in a hostile environment. Can I get a hell yeah? Hell yeah!
As usual there are a ton of people over, but they are all much older now than in past years. So, I don't think sitting around the bonfire listening to music and shooting the shit even counts as a party anymore. It's quiet and mellow, which is how I like it.
As well, since a couple of them live a couple of blocks over, they go over there to get loud and whatnot.
That was the plan anyway.
Sunday night changed everything. They went over to the other house and The Senior Chief and I were just chilling watching some tube before we went to bed. At about 11:30, there was a knock on the door. It was some young man looking for one of the girls that hangs with my son. I said she wasn't here and he said..."Are you sure."
That tripped a red flag for me, a little, but I closed the door, locked it and went back to my show.
That bastard never left. He stayed and hung around out in my front yard waiting for the chick to come over. We saw headlights and went outside to see what was going on and he was still here, the chick he was looking for wasn't happy with him, and another of the chicks that came with the first one to make sure she was ok.
He threatened them both, ....then threatened The Senior Chief. Right as The Senior Chief and he were having a discussion...the posse rolls up.
Let me just say, it's good to have a posse, although in the telling, I get counted as being part of it. He didn't want to leave plain and simple and I don't know about any of my dear readers, but if 5 guys all over 6 feet tall were up in my face telling me to leave, then I woulda beat feet out of there. This guy was stupid, though.
He finally left as my son pushed the last number one in 911. Then we had a couple of beers ..talked about it..and they all went back to what they were doing before the disturbance. An hour later we got a call that he said he was coming back to fuck my son up. So, back over they came and we chilled in the garage and stayed up until 3 am. This was before the first day of school and I had to get up and get my younger ones off to school.
The next day was ok..nice and quiet.
Last night..this idiot shows up at the workplace of one of the gals and is threatening her and my son again. She called the cops and again we stayed up late. The Senior Chief filed two complaints against him and for the time being, they are sending extra patrols out our way.
I do not know what this kid is thinking. Or if he is thinking at all. He really shouldn't be messing with us. GI Joe did just come out of a combat zone, and this really isn't helpful to his state of mind. He needs to be able to relax and feel safe within the confines of our home and we have this guy here that has him all worked up and tense, and it's really pissing me off.
The original girl in question will not file a restraining order. She seems to think that if she does then the threats will escalate. I can get that, and she couldn't defend herself if it did, and a piece of paper won't stop a bullet. But, she could make it a lot clearer that she doesn't want to talk to him.
All I know is that now I am completely exhausted and just a little bitchy. I need to get on a schedule and this just is not helping. Not to mention there's a wrecked truck out there that has not been worked on due to all this drama. This is the first time in all these years that there's been real drama. I hate drama, I really do.
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