Last night tells kids house has to be spotless for "exterminator" so get to work....Kids know no exterminator is coming...it would in fact be the bf...so they stop cleaning. This morning I am sleeping ex comes into son's room and yells "Get the f-k up and get the f-k out of my house I got f-ing company coming over.." (Mind you it's 7 A.M. and I was getting up to go to work anyway). I walk out the door and my mother catches up to me at bus stop...Apparently...after I had walked out the door my son went to go to the bathroom and he was told that it was too bad that he had to go she was cleaning the bathroom so he had to wait until he got to school...daughter missed bus because ex went nazi and demanded to see what shirt she was wearing and daughter was late for school....Came home from work daughter is on computer and informs me my mother and son left because ex came home and began ranting and raving about the toaster...take kids to store daughter forgets she has baked potato in oven....return to house and ex asks who was cooking and daughter goes "oh...."...ex bakes two potatoes for herself..daughter says Nan said she would save three potatoes for her to bake..mother says too f-ing bad I pay for the food...then Harpy proceeds to also eat 2 of the 3 porkchops leaving only one.....Must be a new math thing because there are two kids and now only one porkchop...Then she informs me that if I'm off tomorrow I better find somewhere to go because her bf is coming over and it's her house..She also took off from work yesterday to spend time with him..and went in late today to spend time with him...yet she has no money for food...um....yeah...thats smart take off from work and then bitch about not having money...and hit up all your relatives for it...and you ex and your ex mother in law and your ex brother in law/ex boyfriend....Son also informed me tonight that her other ex was selling drugs (To my brother no less) back up in NY and that he had also hit them on a few occasions...and smashed in my daughters door...My daughter asked me if SHE could report her mother to child support and I told her just wait until after my son's state championship game next weekend....He has enough stress right now he doesn't need more...oh and the cats need food so what little money she has is going to buy cat food...more later kid wants comp....

After my son's state game on the twelfth of December will be putting up vid of my ex deliberately instigating daughter before psychiatrists appt..girl was smart enough to tape the ride...psychiatrist stated clearly that the mother should not be around the child...but since I don't have my own place...yup that's right...screwed again...

Signs of Emotional Maltreatment

child

Shows extremes in behavior, such as overly compliant or demanding behavior, extreme passivity, or aggression

Is either inappropriately adult (parenting other children, for example) or inappropriately infantile (frequently rocking or head-banging, for example)

Reports a lack of attachment to the parent

parent

Constantly blames, belittles, or berates the child

Is unconcerned about the child and refuses to consider offers of help for the child's problems

Overtly rejects the child

Signs of Neglect

child

Lacks needed medical or dental care, immunizations, or glasses

parent

Appears to be indifferent to the child

All of the above things have been witnessed by countless professionals yet no one is able to help me...Or my kids...No real resources for dads in this situation...but if I was a mother I'd get tons of referrals to agencies to help me...any lawyers looking to go after these agencies for gender discrimination? And the psychiatric hospital where they locked my daughter up and didn't even bother questioning anybody else from the family? Like my son? Or my mother who was present at the time of the incident that caused my child to be hospitalized for observation for five days? Not to mention they seem to have overlooked the above mentioned signs of abuse and my daughters claims of abuse and just threw her on drugs? Which her mother gave her only when and if she misbehaved...The same drugs which the even the psychiatrist said she should have never been given after seeing my daughters aforementioned video? Or maybe the school system for the time my son was brought into the office with a guidance counselor and a social services rep...both of whom he told about my ex yanking my daughter up and punching her inf the face...both of whom responded by telling him to let them know "The next time it happened"...Or maybe I could sue CPS for the pictures I emailed of bruises from the Harpy's first clash with my daughter...an email which they were made aware of by one of my daughters counselors and never replied to...Any takers? Be forewarned however I'll take no settlements...I want this to run a full judiciary course regardless of a monetary outcome. To just take a sack of bills and shut up won't help any people in the future who run into the same situation as me...

Also should sue child support...told them last year I had been living with them for three years and all they did was send her a letter asking if it were true she checked off no and then said if I tried it again me and "the little bitch" could get the f-k out...

Monday night ex gets home from work muffler is falling off her car....9:00 dark outside and pouring...demands I go out and "tie it up" so it isn't dragging... (had been tied up once already by a tow truck driver about four months ago)...says she can't go to work if I don't do it...not my problem...right?...Wrong... when realizing that the original reason isn't working says she was going to send my mother out to get dinner at the supermarket and if I don't tie it up she won't be able to send mother to store...Try to get under car..soaking wet no light and can't fit...tell my mother to try to move the car so it's a little higher off ground...gets stuck in mud..ex comes out yelling oh great you got my car stuck in the f-ing mud..son and neighbor down block both come out in rain to help ex disappears back into house...tie up muffler go to store...When we get back ex states that I should have done it anyway because we use the car too...We only are allowed to use the car when going to the store for ex but she considers that our privilege...Tuesday night says she is making something daughter doesn't like asks me to buy daughter something at store that she likes...no problem...Have to finish something real quick first...getting ready to go and ex starts yelling at daughter about how she should just go without if she don't like what she's cooking...apparently she forgot that her dumb ass was the person who told my daughter that she could get something else...tell my mother to get ready to drive me and my daughter. Ex says no you aren't going to take my car and waste my gas...so my daughter asks if we can go to McDonalds seeing as we can walk there..I say okay...ex says I cannot take child with me...I take her anyway so her fries aren't cold by the time I walk back to house....ex rants and raves about A:What I bought B:The fact I took the child with me....

Tonight ex tells me she's not renewing her lease is getting a place with her boyfriend and me and my mother better find another place....Tells me I better not try anything to get kids...Later proceeds to make nasty comment to my daughter about how flatchested she is...(Not the first time either...my daughter told me once before that her mother had asked her why she didn't have a chest and told her that at her age her chest was big)...but i'm supposed to let this lady take her with her when she moves...Have to find alternate source of income quick or this child will be tortured without me there to stop this woman...Any suggestions?

The ex sat up in her room all day playing 80's music at top volume...has not interacted with the kids at all...Not like this is new the only time she comes down from her nest is to yell at someone...Or tell my mother to go get something from the store...Or both...

Ex tells son he did no real work last night than contradicts herself by telling daughter that he played hard last night and she wants her to clean. Tells son later why should I feed you you ain't done shit i asked you to. And once again her rich aunt bails her out of rent crisis..aunt has no idea she has been borrowing from everyone and barely paying any of her own bill much less buying stuff for the kids...Addendum..last night son asked her to stay and watch sportscenter like they HAVE ALWAYS done after his game but her bf was more important...she left at 11:20 last night and didn't come home until this morning...also informed him that when he tried to call her on a previous occasion she was on the phone with bf and didn't feel like answering his call...he says he was calling her to pick him up from practice she tells him to learn how to walk home..

Desperation

Let us look at the big picture.

Phin cannot get child support reviewed, because H has said if he does this she will make sure he no longer lives there. Then the kids are at her mercy alone. Which is unthinkable.

Child support will not investigate the fact that H is not SPENDING any of the child support on the children, as they do no investigate such claims. They instead refer you to family services and tell you to put in a complaint of child abuse/neglect. Which Phin has done--even sending them pictures of bruises left on the girl. They say que sera sera and dance merrily around the room and ignore him (and al other complaintants) while Phin tears his hair out.

Mind you, if Phin were to stop paying child support to H to take care of his kids himself? He'd be arrested lickety split.

If he gets a second job--again, kids are at her mercy. And if there's
on thing that broad doesn't have? It's mercy!

Lawyer? YOU try finding a pro bono lawyer willing to help a guy with no cash down there.

The teachers at the school, are, apparently, either useless or unconvincing when/if they call child services.

And so Phin said sod it, tired of dealing with things at a local level. And called the National Child Abuse hotline.

They told him that the psychological abuse was he said/she said type of thing. And when he inquired as to taping H to have PROOF of this? They lambasted HIM saying surely you CANNOT do this legally!

Well how the hell else is he supposed to prove it?!

No, No, Throw MOMMA From the Train

Oh Phans of Phinny. I suck, yay verily. For the past few days Phin has been ringing with one query 'Have you posted yet??' And I'm all like 'Dude!! Totally working on it'

I'm crap, clearly.

The reason Phin is so adamant that I post just now is that Great Things are Afoot!

Courtesy of his youngest child.

And the Harpaic Wonder, of course. Without whom none of this fucking INSANITY would be possible.

So. We use the H word when describing her lordship for a reason. That reason is twofold (Does that even make sense? I don't bloody know, it's 7 AM and I haven't slept yet. Thus!-we shall pretend it does). First is the obvious SPOT ON mythological connotations [Greek Mythology. One of several loathsome, voracious monsters with the head and trunk of a woman and the tail, wings, and talons of a bird]. Secondly is the fact that she harps on everything over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over. And over.

How annoying was that to read, ladies and gents?

Well just imagine being stuck in a room with her while she goes on and on and over and over. Never meandering from the same base argument-- repeating everything she's just said as if she's on a loop sequence pre-set for 10 minute replays.

Better yet--imagine being stuck in a CAR with her when she's on one of her little rants. I know that because it's happened to me--and when ignoring her doesn't work--and telling her to fuck off doesn't work--there is just the wistful staring out of the window and wondering if you can manage to jump out of a car going 60 mph. Or if you might get lucky and drop dead of a heart attack. Or some such.

And it is just such an event which brings me here to you today.

You see, a week or so ago, Phin's youngest--in the midst of one of H's non-stop nag sessions--said 'Och. Sod this. I'm hopping out of the car'

While it was still moving.

Now. In all fairness the car wasn't going very fast and it was approaching a stop sign, which is why the kid thought to do this to begin with. Problem is, when the H is mad, she tends to speed up.

And at the very last minute the child thought to herself 'What the hell am I doing? I can't hop out of this van--even if it *is* going slow!'

Alas!--it was too late. She managed to trip over her feet and right out the van door. Even though she'd changed her mind about being stuntwoman of the year. Her klutziness was rewarded with two very broken arms, as she'd thrown them out in front of her to stop her head from becoming good friends with the local asphalt.

She is, aside from her two busted wings, quite good. A quick surgery on each arm--and eight weeks in casts and she'll be right as rain. And I shall get into the whytos and wherefores of both sides of the Alleged Argument that prompted her to take her tiptoe through the concrete Tulips in my next post.

For the moment, though, I wish to leave you with a few Gems Harpaic.

Now let me say now that, no matter the circumstances of how the child got hurt, I can understand being annoyed at their complete stupidity--anyone could. That being said, though, when you are sitting in the hospital with said child, who, if you'll recall, has two broken frickin'
arms, is in sever pain and drugged to the hilt, and that child says 'Mommy, can you fix my blankets?' The answer is NOT 'I don't feel like it right now' And then busying yourself with texting and taking pictures of the kid on your cellphone to send to everyone in your address book!

Unless you're the H, it seems.

She is apparently going for mother of the year. For not more than a few days later the child had the aforementioned surgery. Upon coming home, the child had to pee like nobodys business, apparently. We are talking not more than 4 or 5 hours post-op.

Anyone care to guess what dear old H's answer was?

Answers on a postcard!

~~~~Typhoidmarie