There’s your problem, right there!
I can think of two examples off the top of my head where kids were allowed to continue attending public school in the town where the dad lives; in both cases, it’s joint custody, like Shagnasty described.
I can’t believe this thread is still happening.
It is my greatest wish that everyone could have this. I don’t think you can arrive at this by shoving people into unflattering gender boxes. My husband does understand me, but often jokes that he doesn’t, because I am weird. I dunno how he figured out my weird right away, but he did. Now I’ve had people humor my weird before, but he fully embraced it. Like, ‘Here’s a framed print of vintage sea slugs for your birthday’ embraced it. I have a sneaking suspicion I’m getting Snail Shepherdess for Christmas.
But I embrace his weird too. He’s getting some dork-ass shit for Christmas just as well.
We’ve had the gender conversation before, a lot, and while there are some pretty clear feminine aspects to me and masculine aspects to him, we just are what we are. I suppose I fit the feminine stereotype of emotionality. I am pretty much a giant tumultuous ocean of feeling on a daily basis. But unlike the bullshit Dance of the Seven Veils stereotype, I am about as straightforward as it gets in relationships, no bullshit, and he’s the same way. You don’t have to guess what I want because I will tell you. We are both on point in that department.
I found a book on Sr. Weasel’s nightstand, something about Kindness and Assertiveness in Relationships, and texted him, “Hey, I figure that book is something you’re reading for a client and not, like, a commentary on our marriage?”
He replied, “Oh, that. It’s from the book series 'Passive Aggressive Bullshit and Other Mind Games to Play On Your Spouse.”
It was a joke, but kind of telling that this shit doesn’t fly with us.
For any given man or woman, you really don’t know what you are going to get. Ever. There are so many variations of human, it’s mind-boggling. You have to wipe the slate clean every time and look at them with fresh eyes. Hell, sometimes we have to do that with the same person, recognizing that they aren’t the same as they were two or five or twenty years ago. I think one of the dangers of having a revolving door of dating partners for an extended period of time is that you forget people are individuals. Like with racism or any other sort of -ism, the human brain is made to find patterns even where none exist. Do not let your brain trick you into believing you’ve found a pattern when it comes to something as complex as gender.
Thanks Maserschmidt. In this case, it was me that moved a few miles away and my ex and kids stayed in place so they didn’t have to change their primary address and could stay at the same schools. It is still joint custody though.
Spice Weasel, your last paragraph is EXACTLY what I was trying to explain!! Thank you so much!! 
Yes! Thanks Spice. Good one.
You are very much to be envied.
Alright, I retract my statement and apologize. In my defense, it was less about “Ooh, his underage daughter is doing porn” and more about the fact that he’s admitted to looking at his daughter in a sexual way. He can backtrack it all he wants, but it’s all there in black and white for us to read.
For whatever reason one would choose to do so.
Hey! Don’t insult the Summer’s Eve company!
You should probably stick to your own pit thread.
I think we’re starting to wind down here. It’s been an interesting ride for sure.
Please, keep it coming. I enjoy interesting rides. I took my Jewish Long Island heiress to the hospital this morning bright and early because she has an old ankle injury that never healed right so she needed a cortisone shot.
We went to the movies (“Just Getting Started”; not that great but not terrible either) after I got back from work tonight. I was getting mixed vibes from her but that may be from the pain she is currently in (she could barely walk at times so I think that is why she just wanted to do something peaceful and quiet. She did drive 30 miles one-way to have lunch with me for a quick lunch yesterday and people don’t do that unless they are really interested but you never can tell. I am not going to contact her again until she contacts me because I can’t tell now even after lots of dates (that I always pay for and it gets expensive). I really like her but she has a young child and I have one young one and a teenager myself. It is really hard to match schedules.
In the mean time, I was starting to get pissed off when the Australian beauty (seriously gorgeous especially at 40) got back from Texas and invited me to a restaurant/bar local to both of us on Sunday night. Of course I am going to go. You always need a backup plan but I could be playing with dynamite if things start to work out with both of them but none of life is without risk and explosives are always fun to play with.
If neither of those work out, they will make more. The supply is endless. Women have always known for themselves but dating apps have greatly helped level the playing field for men that aren’t just a few select players as well. The male/female population is roughly 50/50 after all.
See, that’s the thing. You’re getting off on this because you’re a Troll with a capital T. And with that I bid you adieu, because I have a real life to run, unlike you and your pathetic made-up one. Sleep well, shit for brains.
Just curious, how many women have restraining orders against you?
Is there a hospital in The Sims now?
For some reason, Shag used to bother me a lot. I suspect it’s because his wild exaggerations remind me of my youth when I’d tell tall tales. I figured that most people sort of grow out of that when they grow up. Or maybe it’s that his narcissism is so much like my detested father. Whatever.
But now, it’s simply boring.
I wouldn’t buy that “I’m getting off on this” shit. That’s one of those things you say to try and reverse psychology and get people to shut up.
If you’re actually getting off on it, the last thing you want to do is let people know.
Zero. I have no criminal record whatsoever and I try to get along with everyone. I don’t stalk or hit women or anyone else. Most people would describe me as nice and somewhat quiet in person. I am not a violent person in general (except formerly to my middle brother) although I have had the urge to be before in extreme circumstances that they initiated.
There wouldn’t be any reason to have a restraining order. I leave and never have any contact again with people that piss me off. I have done it many times and it doesn’t always work out to my benefit. A few of them deserved one themselves though but I just defused the situation by talking really nicely or just forgetting they exist altogether.
Online, I am one of those people that ghosts people and never tells them why unless we had a fairly deep relationship. There is always the possibility of redemption though if they explain their side well and promise to do better. That doesn’t mean that things will ever be the same (although they might be) but I would never do anything to hurt them other than my absence and that may be what they wanted in the first place. I never felt the need to have any non-loyal people in my life at all. They might as well just not exist.
Of course none of this applies to the SDMB. You fine folks are stuck with me because I am most certainly not a troll and I follow the rules. I just write about what I do and know. Even my most mundane hospital story and date tonight plus plans for this Sunday were met with a big TROLL accusation. Have you never heard of Match, Tinder, Bumble OKCupid or, god forbid, Plenty Of Fish? It is easy to get any dates you want in a metropolitan area like Boston if you know what you are doing and I know how to pick them by looks, education, writing cues and income. It is like spotting a bee in a swarming hive. You could have a different date every day for the rest of your life if you fall into the right demographic and have a good profile. My profile happens to look really good on paper but you all know me much better than that. People that just met me don’t.