September 18, 2003

Yawn

The girls are at their Dad's. They should be home sometime within the next half hour. I'll be glad when they get here, because I'm bored to tears right now.

The people where Wayne works told him I called. He said "It ain't none of your damn business where I live or where I take the kids. They're my kids."

I was quick to correct him on that one. I have talked to both the lady at the child support office, and a friend of mine who is an attorney, and they both told me that he has to tell me where he lives, and where he takes my girls. They're my girls. I have sole custody. All Wayne has is vistation rights, and I don't have to let him take them unless he tells me exactly where he lives. He hasn't done that yet, though. When I asked him, all he said was, "Alabama".

I know exactly where he lives, but that's beside the point. He needs to tell me. He wanted us to be friends, but how can I be friends with someone who keeps things that I should know from me? I tried being nice to him, and this is what I get. So, the bitchy ex-girlfriend/babies' mama has returned. Posted by sabrina at September 18, 2003 08:45 PM | TrackBack

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Excuse me, but WTH did the DFS (or whatever they are called now), give HIM your name? What happened to the "anonymity" that is supposed to be granted when you call & report someone? I mean seriously, on a legal stance, I would think the DFS would have some serious issues to deal with, by giving HIM your name as the one who reported him. hmmm?

Anyway, it's good they know the crap that's going on, and I don't blame you for taking no crap off anyone when it comes to your "babies". :) ((hugs))

Posted by: CJ at September 19, 2003 09:35 AM
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