I am so sorry FCM poor Miss Brandy. You go cry as long as you need.
Libby will be getting extra hugs and lots of skritches tonight
I don’t have time to read at the moment, but this morning I got a call from my Ma saying that Dad wanted me here when my little sister talked to the deputy. This morning after getting up, calling her, and then tossing some stuff together and a 3 hour car ride, I’ve made it back home. I’ll be here at least until Saturday when the hubby can come and get me again.
I’m frusted with this already. Ma called and reported this last night, and NO ONE has came out yet to take a formal report or anything!!! Now this is a small town, and things might be different here, but it’s freaking frustrating. She JUST got a call back, verifying the correct spelling of The Bastard’s name, since he had it wrong the first time. Now that he has the correct name, the Deputy strongly encouraged us to get an order of protection (which we were going to do anyway) and gave us an investigators name that will be contacting us “soon.” We are hoping he comes out tonight. We weren’t expecting anything today as my lil sis did go to school today, and they want to talk to her.
So nothing new to report other than I am back home at the 'rents and that things are in process. Now that I have The Bastards full name, I’m going to do some looking to see what I can find on him. I’ve also encouraged Ma to contact a lawyer, and to find someone for my lil sis to talk to. I’ve also done some googling and found out some information that may be helpful. I was too angry/crying last night to do anything. Today is a different story.
I’m still can’t believe that The Bastard did that to my sister.
Sorry to hear your sad news, FCM. 
MCUNE:Now that they know how to spell, perhaps things will move a bit faster. I’m always amazed at the glacial pace of law enforcement and justice…
Hazel–it was more (probably) like Misty from Pokemon suddenly doing a demo of phone sex for your class… :eek: and well done–you have made yourself memorable in one class!
As it is written, so shall it be done, Miz Thang. I’m Snoop, btw. Can you do me a solid and move my car?
Thank you for taking the time to let us know what is happening.
There are many of us thinking of you and concerned about what is going on.
I am really so sorry, it’s awful.
Drive by…
Hugs for **McUne **(go get the bastard! :mad: ) and for **FCM **(R.I.P Brandy)
Hi to everybody else.
'Night! (Wish I could say “good night,” but… not really, is it? :()
Get them to file the fucking report. Hit him witheverything you’ve got, and find a counselor for you sister. I’m still praying for you and your family.
Hugs for FCM and FCD.
Okay, Update: my water broke, and we’re scheduled to go in for pitocin induction at 2 this morning, with QD in tow. We’ve spent most of the day at the hospital running tests. It doesn’t look like labour will start on its own soon enough, so it’s medical intervention time. Prayers and good thoughts are much appreciated. We’re about to eat, shower, and crash for a few hours. Driving Husband will be taking us in, and our blessed and wonderful midwife (who’s spent since nine thirty with us) will meet us at the hospital.
Gahh.
{{{MCUNE family }} throw everything you can at the bastard!
LiLi good luck with the pitocin I know you didn’t want this but hang in there you will have a gorgeous TNC at the end of it all
I have The Big Dogs arriving any moment - they are meeting with the client we just won the contract for tomorrow. The visitors include but are not limited to my Boss, his functional boss as well as his direct boss and the president of North America.
I hate entertaining The Big Dogs it is like herding cats
Thank you all for your thoughts, prayers, hugs, and support here. Seriously thank you, it means so much to me. I’m sitting here crying now, after reading your posts.
LiLi, keep us posted on your progress.
Hugs to all those who need them.
Drive by…
{{{Li-Li}}}
{{{FCM}}}
McUne, **get ** the bastard. It’s for people like him that drawing and quartering was invented.
{{{FCM}}}
Good luck to Lili and TCN. We’re patient, we’ll wait.
I am finally a real employee - I got my corporate card today. No more borrowing the boss’s card, or using my personal card for charges. It’s the first thing I’ve gotten that has the firm’s name and my name on it.
Good thoughts to LiLi!! I survived pitocin, and I was older than you are, so it should be a piece of cake! YAY!
{{{McUne}}} - Lots of good advice upthread - best to you and your sis and the whole family.
Congrats to all you folks who are getting or who are married to folks who are getting pay raises. Drinks on you!
**Taters ** - I’m not much of a card person, but 99 sounds like fun!
I’m getting centered. I know in the grand scheme of things, especially things going on with other Mumpers, my sadness is minor. But thanks for the hugs and kind words. I had written to the woman who gave us Brandy - she was younger than I thought - she’d have turned 8 in April.
Anyway, my stupid news. I may have mentioned in the last MMP that I had a rashy thing going on. When I woke up this morning, it was worse, spreading to my chin and near my mouth. As soon as the Dr office was open, I called and was able to get an appointment with the nurse practitioner at 1130, so I left work about 10, took a shortcut, got lost, but still got to the office about 1120.
I was expecting some kind of scary bacterial infection or plague or as **FCD ** suggested, leprosy, :rolleyes: and I was taken aback when she said “Do you have a dog that got into poison ivy?”
Wait a second - it’s January, in Merrylande, and we’ve had at least a couple of hard freezes. Poison ivy? Then the lightbulb came on. Last Friday, I planted some bulbs my mom had given me. There had been some poison ivy there over the summer, but it was all gone. Um, except for the roots, which I apparently touched. GAH!!! So, yeah, I have poison ivy on my neck, my face, both shoulders, my belly, and possibly on my back (it may just be a sympathetic itch.)
So, is it Firday yet? At least I’ve got a 3-day weekend to look forward to. <sigh>
Damn. I thought this would be a party for the 99’ers.
Carry on.
I’m so sorry about Miss Brandy, FCM. She was a beautiful girl – I know she had a lovely life with you guys and will be missed a whole bunch.
Go get 'em, McUne! And be sure to notify the military authorities – that kind of thing just ain’t right!! {{{McUne and sis}}}
So TNC is finally going to make his appearance! Yay! Here’s hoping you have a smooth and uneventful labor and delivery, LiLi. And please ask someone to let us know as soon as he arrives (with pictures, of course!)!
Be sure to wash your skin really, really well where you got the poison ivy, FCM, to wash the oil off. Poor Papa Tigs got some clearing out the yard in New Orleans, and by the time he went to the doctor, it was spreading all over him. Soap and water is your best friend!
I’ve been struggling to work this afternoon. More struggling than working, alas. I did run a couple of errands, but that’s about the highlight of my day. I’m looking forward to part 2 of the Baltimore Antiques Road Show tonight; does that give you a clue as to what a thrilling life I lead? :dubious:
Back to sitting here telling myself to work. :rolleyes:
Oh dear! {{{{{{FCM and family}}}}} She was such a beautiful kitty, and sweet – she slept on the sofa by my feet there one night, when I was housesitting for you guys. I thought she’d get mad when I lay down, since she was already at the end of the sofa, but she didn’t move. And when I woke up, she was still there. Obviously she knew a good kitty slave when she met one.
Good luck, LiLi!
{{{{{MCUNE and family}}}}}
Thanks for the update, McUne. Have you looked for threads about this type of situation? They might give you more ideas of ground you need to cover. You especially need to make sure that you don’t do anything that inadvertently gives you a disadvantage in court. Of course, you should do this after you’ve spoken to an attorney who knows how things work in your jurisdiction. Hugs for you and sis and the whole family.
So sorry about Brandy, FCM. Hugs and chocolate for you and FCD.
Sorry you’ll have to deal with pitocin, LiLi, but yay for TNC’s impending arrival!
Congrats on the raises, Bobbio and BusWife and Mrs. Sean! I got 2 modest raises last year. They’re probably the last ones I see for quite a while (I hadn’t had raises in the previous 5 years). Shrinking budgets are not conducive to any type of raise when you’re a public servant working at the pleasure of the administration. At least I have a very nice retirement package and really good health benefits.
It’s too late to do anything about poison ivy, I think. It may be continuing to show up from your original exposure. There are some threads out there with contributions from Ogre where he talks very specifically about how this works. I’m not sure if I have them bookmarked here or on my other computer; I’ll link later.
Forgot to mention from the weekend: my 9-year-old nephew is all excited about Weird Al. He wanted to show me some videos. I had already seen them (thanks to links here, of course, not to mention my brother had forced me to watch them again last week), but told him I’d be thrilled to see them again. Also, his sister had never seen them. I’m so proud of his taste. He also knows several sets of lyrics by heart. I’ve had a “White and Nerdy” earworm all afternoon.
Hope your talk with That Guy turns out for the best, Hank, and that you don’t need to deal with emotional junk for much longer.
Guess I should forage for food. I’m thinking potatoes, green beans and raclette (cheese).
Lots of good thoughts and prayers going out to everyone who needs them (we seem to need them more than usual tonight).
GT
In the spirit of non-productiveness, I ripped out all my knitting. I cannot seem to get the tension right. That, and I may figure out how to purl–I’m tired of just the knit stitch.
Dinner in oven. Is snowing in earnest here. Need to do my practicum paperwork and send it in tomorrow. Major of case of dontwannas there.
Aww Mom, hugs your way. I’ll dedicate tonight’s pampering of the kids to Brandy.
McUne, go get the Bastard, we’re all here for you when you need to unload.
I just got back with Bear from his first doctor’s appointment. He pooped in the carrier on the way there, and spit up on the way back. Fabulous, and it’s winter, so windows up.
He’s essentially healthy - he has some things you’d expect from a cat that grew up in a room with 40 other cats: some worminess, ear mites, and a cold. But it’s all easily taken care of and at the moment he’s chasing Cuervo around the room, so I guess he’s not feeling too badly.
Oh, FCM. :: hugs :: I’m so sorry to hear about Brandy.
McUne, continued prayers for you and your family, and that the Bastard gets what he deserves.
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I forgot to comment on the OP - I’ve played that game before, except we called it 77. Amazingly fun drinking game.
That Guy came over and we had a Talk, but it was, unsurprisingly, like every other talk we’ve had before. He said flat-out that he’s too scared of dealing with the enormity of a breakup of a 4-year relationship to go through with it. I really don’t have the heart to go into the whole conversation, but it ended nowhere. I do feel better, a bit, but as always still frustrated. It’s hopeless, and I’m just going to have to accept the fact that nothing is going to change until I find the willpower to stop.
God help me, I am going to try. I’ve stopped trying ever since last fall, but I’m going to try again. Maybe it’ll work better the second time. I need to convince myself this shit is just not worth it. It’s just so easy to let things keep going the way they have been … and I’ve been as bad as That Guy in that respect. We’ve been doing the wrong thing for so long and so often that we’ve lost all perspective.
I can do this. I don’t need him to fill some kind of gap in my life. There is no gap in my life. This mess is the part of my life I need to cut out in order to make it better.
It would be so much easier if we didn’t have to see each other, but I refuse to make that my excuse. We are adults and we can behave ourselves, the past year notwithstanding.
Sorry for rambling on. I just needed to get that off my chest.
Perhaps it would help to picture your mother crying and your dad keeling over when you tell them that you are not dating or marrying a Korean guy? Just a thought…*
*not that I approve of that position. Then again, remaining true to one’s culture should not be dismissed lightly. Then again, it is 2008 and we have all kinds of options available nowadays. Then again…I’m not much help, am I…
Holy crap, MOUNE! I just went to last week’s thread and read your post, which occurred right after I stopped reading because there was an increasingly larger puddle in the kitchen and an increasing number of posts to read. I hope all the right things happen for you and family from here on out. And maybe a cinder block falls from the sky in a convenient place.
FairyChatMom, I’m sorry to hear about your kitty.
eleanorigby, do you know about KnittingHelp.com? They have lots and lots of how-to videos, including ones on how to purl. You really want to learn how, trust me. New avenues will open up to you. Ribbing! Seed stitch! King Charles brocade!
I am in a much better mood after going downstairs and cleaning my sewing area. I still need to vaccuum, but it looks so much better than its post-Christmas mayhem. Now I have the night free to drape a pattern on my duct-tape dummy. Which my cat just walked up to and licked. Strange creature.