Yeah, that is me raising her hand in the corner.
LIVID.
Totally livid… and I’m not supposed to know about this until August.
It is going back to the store. I’m hoping HE will get the money back and put it where it belongs… in to the bank account. Or I will sell it myself. What a dumbass. I’m actually so angry I can’t even think straight.
Some days… I wish I wasn’t married.
*photo note for blindmama pretty ring, with shiny little stones… which WILL NOT BE GRACING MY FINGER EVER!
COOLER DOULA>>>>>> DO NOT CLICK THE LINK>>>> IN FACT>>>> IGNORE THIS POST COMPLETELY OKAY!
thank you!
Shoooo
go away.
NOW!
And without an ambulance to be seen or heard! woo hoo for me!
Alas, it was the CBC that did me in. This story.
I sincerely hope that there is a dark sobering moment in that mans life, where he realizes what he has done. What he caused, what he has lost.
Parenting is hard. Really hard! Love, food, shelter are the basics. Perhaps he loved them?
I doubt it. Love doesn’t involve leaving them out in the dark and cold to die.
I hope he suffers the same fate, for an eternity. Bastard.
