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Oct 17, 2011

Dear John Waaah!

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Dear John,

Hey thanks for calling and trying to put me on a guilt trip.  I am so sorry I can’t find Tesla’s dance outfit.  I will look for it as soon as I’m typing this little letter to you; my husband of 6 freaking years now.

So you’re pissed about the 2010 taxes again.  Funny how that payment came to me from your tax returns to catch you up on your arrears.  http://girlboxer1970.com/2011/09/02/that-bonus-check/  Now you want me to revise my 2010 taxes?  It is not written in the custody agreement who claims Tesla what years until the most recent document which was decreed after I filed my taxes.

You want me to revise them? Take it up with the government.  Explain to the state that you are pissed because you would have gotten more money back.  I didn’t get much money from the government or from you.   You have moved on in life so get over it.

Don’t whine that you can only afford ONE dance outfit for Tesla.  If that’s the case than maybe you should rethink dance classes.  You and Heather spend money right and left.  You will never be able to stop spending money until you are out of it.

Thanks for hanging up on me.  Had you let me finish I would have said, “Tesla’s lunches are now free so stop hounding me for the $1.90 a day.  The state is now paying for her lunches, along with her health insurance, therapist appointments and food for our home.”  You wrecked our life together, not me.  Make up all the excuses you want, tell your story the way you want.  Sorry, you dumped me.

Over it,

~P.

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Sep 16, 2011

Child Innocence

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Children are so innocent.  It’s their innocence that makes them so endearing.

Today I went to Tesla’s school and joined her class for lunch.  I had pizza, carrots, raw broccoli with dip, a mini cherry pie and a diet mango tea.  That meal came to $4.65.  A bit pricey I thought but worth the cost to sit with Tesla and her friends.

As lunch time wrapped up I heard a little voice call out my name.  Heather’s daughter Gabby came bounding over with a big smile on her face.  She asked if I was going outside for recess and I told her I was.  Her next question was “Will you play with me too?”  I said, “Of course!  I’ll play with all the kids.”

We lined up to walk outside and Tesla grabbed my hand.  Gabby snuck up behind me and took my other hand and we walked out as a trio.  After trying out the monkey bars we headed to the swings and I did underdog after underdog, much to the delight of the kindergartener’s.  As they were swinging Gabby yells to Tesla “Your mom is really nice!” and Tesla responded “I told you my mom is really nice!”

I couldn’t help but smile listening to their exchange.  I also can’t help but wonder, what is being said about me that she would think I wasn’t nice.

What came next proved the innocence of children.  As the kids took turns having me push them, Gabby began introducing me to her classmates.  “This is Tesla’s mommy, and she’s my stepmom!”  Then she turned to Tesla and said, “I wish we could have a sleep over at your house.”  Little does she know she has a sleep over in my house every night she’s with her mom….

I look forward to volunteering in Tesla’s class every Friday.  It took me back to the days when I volunteered in Jarrid and Zeth’s classrooms.  A parent has to take advantage of being involved in their child’s class at this age.  Once kids hit middle school, the last thing they want to see at school is their mom or dad!

The Underdog,

~P.

P.S. Gabby and Tesla are not in the same class but apparently have lunch and recess together.  I did not know I would see Gabby today or that she would come to realize that I’m nice.  Really nice.  🙂

 

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