{"id":303,"date":"2010-11-07T19:50:06","date_gmt":"2010-11-08T02:50:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog2.queenoframbles.com\/?p=303"},"modified":"2010-11-07T19:50:06","modified_gmt":"2010-11-08T02:50:06","slug":"drama-times-twenty","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blog2.queenoframbles.com\/?p=303","title":{"rendered":"Drama Times Twenty"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Oh, the drama!  I don&#8217;t even know what to say about the drama.  I don&#8217;t know if I even <i>want<\/i> to say anything about the drama.<\/p>\n<p>You know my mom can&#8217;t have a nice, normal trip to my place without having tons of stress about her life back in Oregon.  My sister simply won&#8217;t allow it.  My sister can&#8217;t pull her head out of her ass for five minutes and take care of her children.  If I could, I would find her, grab her by the hair and slam her face into concrete until it was a bloody pulp.  Not because I care about her, but because she and her husband are putting their children through hell and they don&#8217;t even give a shit.<\/p>\n<p>So my sister has this ex-stripper friend with five kids and a common-law husband who&#8217;s been working in Idaho for several months.  Apparently she also smokes crank.  Is that how you do crank?<\/p>\n<p>My dad has an alcoholic friend who loves to chase skinny tail.<\/p>\n<p>My sister doesn&#8217;t want her friend to move to Idaho.<\/p>\n<p>The alcoholic friend wants tail.<\/p>\n<p>The alcoholic friend, the ex-stripper and my sister decided to use my invalid alcoholic non-functioning dad as a babysitter for nine kids ages 1-7 while they &#8220;partied.&#8221;  <\/p>\n<p>My sister&#8217;s husband is friend&#8217;s with the ex-stripper&#8217;s common law husband and became enraged when he walked in on the whore-house scenario.<\/p>\n<p>Apparently he destroyed my mom&#8217;s house, destroyed all my grandma&#8217;s old furniture and cut up all my sister&#8217;s clothes. <\/p>\n<p>The police have been around several times but nothing ever happens.  My dad is taking a restraining order out against my BIL.  My sister is no innocent flower in all this.  She took a sledge hammer and knocked out all the windows of his vehicle (that he&#8217;s not even allowed to drive).<\/p>\n<p>My sister is talking about it all on Facebook.  My mom is beside herself with worry over the kids, but thankfully we have now been told by a good source that they are with my BIL&#8217;s 22 year old son and his girlfriend (as crazy as that sounds, that is actually a really, really good thing).  My mom is freaking out that my BIL will take the kids and disappear.  He&#8217;s a sociopath and he&#8217;s insane when he&#8217;s doing drugs and alcohol.<\/p>\n<p>My sister isn&#8217;t much better, but at least tomorrow she is planning on going to the crises center first thing and filing a restraining order and something to do with a custody thing.  Not that a restraining order can stop a hell-bent husband, but it might be something.<\/p>\n<p>My mom keeps saying &#8220;if your sister would just get a good man who works, pays the bills and doesn&#8217;t drink her life could turn around.&#8221;  And you know what?  It could.<\/p>\n<p>But she finds good men to be incredibly boring.  She was with a functioning (meaning he worked and paid the bills and took care of his own children) alcoholic for a couple of years and she couldn&#8217;t stand it because he wouldn&#8217;t go out carousing and he didn&#8217;t like to fight with her.<\/p>\n<p>And seriously?  What good, hard working man would want a violent drug addict with three little kids?<\/p>\n<p>AND WHY WON&#8217;T THE POLICE TAKE THEM AWAY?????<\/p>\n<p>I hope this was the final straw and my mom is finally awarded custody.  They need a stable life.  My dumbass sister and her husband are too lazy to get up and get them ready for school most days.  And that&#8217;s one of their lesser offenses.  They don&#8217;t beat the kids and the kids have food in the house, so they aren&#8217;t &#8220;neglected&#8221; under the legal definition, but they sure are having a hellish childhood.  Why would anyone do that to their kids?  I don&#8217;t understand.  If I think about it too hard I cry and make myself totally sick.  Those poor lost souls who just need love and a little guidance. . . <\/p>\n<p>So there.  Now you can all be angry with me.  I don&#8217;t understand how this guy isn&#8217;t in jail after all the things he&#8217;s done.  He&#8217;s currently on probation so why didn&#8217;t they haul him in right away?<\/p>\n<p>It is ridiculous that my mom can&#8217;t enjoy a vacation with my family, her rarely seen grandkids, because my sister and her drug addled husband can&#8217;t keep their acts together and take care of their children.<\/p>\n<p>Anyway. . something good.  Something good.  Cleansing breaths. . . <\/p>\n<p>I am taking Elsa back to the portrait studio tomorrow.  I have a very specific picture in my head and I am determined it is going to happen.  I want a picture of her against a white background in her Christmas dress with the Santa gloved hands reaching for her.  We are members, so don&#8217;t pay sitting fees.  I&#8217;ll buy very, very few prints and it won&#8217;t be that bad (yes, I have coupons).  I just hope my dreams aren&#8217;t dashed, but I have to at least try.  <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Oh, the drama! I don&#8217;t even know what to say about the drama. I don&#8217;t know if I even want to say anything about the drama. You know my mom can&#8217;t have a nice, normal trip to my place without having tons of stress about her life back in Oregon. 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