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Thursday, August 11, 2011
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
At Home Toddler Photo Session
It was a boring Monday afternoon with nothing to do... so I dressed the kiddos in the dorkiest clothing I could find and took them outside for a DIY toddler photo session.
Monday, August 8, 2011
The Cost of a Custody Battle
I can finally kiss good-bye the stress and anxiety of the custody/visitation case. But I still have a stack of bills to pay, so I won't be forgetting this experience anytime soon. For those of you who are curious about the financial side of a custody/visitation case, below is a breakdown of everything this has cost me.
Lawyer fees: $3,422.83
Guardian Ad Litem Fees: $445.00
Divorce With Kids Workshop: $30.00
Startup Fee with Safe House: $15.00
TOTAL: $3,912.83
*Also, a $10 parking ticket that I received when my parking meter ran out while I was waiting for W. to show up to court. (Which he never did.)
**Also, some of my dignity.
**Also, some of my dignity.
Thursday, August 4, 2011
You Capture - White
Beth assigned us white for the topic of this week's You Capture, so I decided to dedicate this post to our man Dango--our little toe-head.
Most of the time, we just call him blonde. But this boy's hair is white.
Most of the time, we just call him blonde. But this boy's hair is white.
And his cowlicks are nearly impossible to control. Dango's hair has an agenda of it's own, and no amount of spray or mousse is going to change it's mind.
To see the white in everyone else's lives, check out You Capture.
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Thursday, July 28, 2011
Did You Find Me?
I transferred my best posts over from Dirty Diapers, Pureed Peas and Other Joys of Motherhood. I hope my followers will continue following me here.
Leave a comment and let me know that you've found me!
Leave a comment and let me know that you've found me!
Friday, July 1, 2011
Custody and Visitation Dispute: It's SO Over!
Tuesday was our final trial. No seriously, it's actually over this time.
As I presumed, W. was a no-show. The courts ordered that he is permitted supervised visitation after her jumps through a number of hoops, including paying off his portion of the fees to the guardian ad litem, submit to a hair follicle drug test and coming back to court or mediation to set up an official visitation schedule. Even after all of those steps, W. will only be receiving supervised visitation with Jellybean as the court ordered. And if he didn't care enough to jump through those (same exact) hoops while we were in the middle of the court case, I just don't see him starting all over anytime soon.
As I presumed, W. was a no-show. The courts ordered that he is permitted supervised visitation after her jumps through a number of hoops, including paying off his portion of the fees to the guardian ad litem, submit to a hair follicle drug test and coming back to court or mediation to set up an official visitation schedule. Even after all of those steps, W. will only be receiving supervised visitation with Jellybean as the court ordered. And if he didn't care enough to jump through those (same exact) hoops while we were in the middle of the court case, I just don't see him starting all over anytime soon.
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Dealing With A Bi-Polar Ex: FML
Someone please shoot me. Just shoot me in the face and get it all over with now.
Today, just three weeks after terminating the visitation schedule and failing to show up to our pretrial, W. sent me the following text message. (Yes, this is how he actually types. I'm pretty sure he may be mentally challenged.)
"Hey amie its w. This is my new number. If its 0k with u maybe u w00d let babysitter watch me c jellybean. it w00d mean l0t t0 me. If n0t i understand."
~
Dear W.
Please, for the love of God, make up your f*****g mind. If you are going to attempt to be something more than a sperm-donor, that would be just fabulous for Jellybean. However, you will have to excuse me if I don't believe you, as you have made this "attempt" about 67 times in the past year. Just sayin'.
If you are going to realize that you are a worthless piece of s**t and back out, that would be equally fabulous for Jellybean. I am assuming that it would be more emotionally and mentally beneficial for her to never see you at all rather than have you pop in and out of her life randomly, loving her for a day or two and then disappearing for weeks at a time. And if you choose to back out all together, this would be a prime opportunity to do so, as she currently has no idea who you are. When shown photos, she just looks confused and asks if the picture is of her uncle. Don't be offended, it's nothing personal. It's just that you've been pretty useless throughout her entire life and, well, she doesn't know any better.
Oh, and since you failed to show up for court or basically do anything that you were supposed to, I am forced to spend even more money on this ordeal. You know, money that could go towards providing forour my daughter. (That little girl that I was always nagging you about raising and whatnot.) So if you could pull your head out of your a** long enough to get everything taken care of, that would be just phenomenal.
Please accept my most sincere congratulations on getting what you've always wanted: me off your back and Jellybean off your lap. I sure hope you are enjoying yourself. And if you are interested in any sound advice, and I'd say that by now it is fairly obvious that you aren't, I highly recommend that you take this opportunity and run. We wouldn't want anymore unwanted responsibility and all that baby-raising bulls*** to interfere with your drinking and drugging.
Once again, congratulations on your glamorous new life. Hope it was worth it.
With All My Respect,
Amie
Today, just three weeks after terminating the visitation schedule and failing to show up to our pretrial, W. sent me the following text message. (Yes, this is how he actually types. I'm pretty sure he may be mentally challenged.)
"Hey amie its w. This is my new number. If its 0k with u maybe u w00d let babysitter watch me c jellybean. it w00d mean l0t t0 me. If n0t i understand."
~
Dear W.
Please, for the love of God, make up your f*****g mind. If you are going to attempt to be something more than a sperm-donor, that would be just fabulous for Jellybean. However, you will have to excuse me if I don't believe you, as you have made this "attempt" about 67 times in the past year. Just sayin'.
If you are going to realize that you are a worthless piece of s**t and back out, that would be equally fabulous for Jellybean. I am assuming that it would be more emotionally and mentally beneficial for her to never see you at all rather than have you pop in and out of her life randomly, loving her for a day or two and then disappearing for weeks at a time. And if you choose to back out all together, this would be a prime opportunity to do so, as she currently has no idea who you are. When shown photos, she just looks confused and asks if the picture is of her uncle. Don't be offended, it's nothing personal. It's just that you've been pretty useless throughout her entire life and, well, she doesn't know any better.
Oh, and since you failed to show up for court or basically do anything that you were supposed to, I am forced to spend even more money on this ordeal. You know, money that could go towards providing for
Please accept my most sincere congratulations on getting what you've always wanted: me off your back and Jellybean off your lap. I sure hope you are enjoying yourself. And if you are interested in any sound advice, and I'd say that by now it is fairly obvious that you aren't, I highly recommend that you take this opportunity and run. We wouldn't want anymore unwanted responsibility and all that baby-raising bulls*** to interfere with your drinking and drugging.
Once again, congratulations on your glamorous new life. Hope it was worth it.
With All My Respect,
Amie
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