Ok, so we're going to do bullshit meter has hit the fan part two, a spin on Amy's wonderful blog from a few days ago.

Holy cow does that woman need help, referring to Melinda.  She flipped her lid today because MY father-in-law let me borrow a battery charger to charge the battery in great white.  How dare he help me and how it's time for us to start bending over backwards for her because of the horrid time she is having and everything SHE is going through.  Oh My Gods I can't believe she is serious!!  This person needs serious help, like I'm considering calling the troopers and having her committed for a mandatory 72 hours for evaluation and treatment recommendations.  She has forbidden Conner from writing letters to Jim because she wants him to do a scrapbook of everything that he has done while Jim is gone and I'm quoting here, "so Jim can see what an awful time Conner has had dealing with this" 

He came over yesterday to spend the weekend with me and Alex and Poppa and let me tell you what.  That kid was SO FRIKKEN HAPPY when I said we were going to be writing letters to his Daddy.  He ran skipping through the house until I got him paper and pen and told him to sit down at the table and write.  He made sure it got put in an envelope and stamped and addressed and asked me 4 times today, Mommy, did you mail my letter to Daddy?  I overnighted everything to Jim so he would have it by Monday.

Well Amy told Melinda that Conner had written a letter to Jim and holy fucking shit did she lose it.  Screaming and swearing and goinf off the wall about how she thought that she had made it clear to me that she didn't want him writing to Jim and why cant everyone understand what SHE is going through and how mad she is at Jim for doing this to her.   She seriously needs some help here people. 

I asked COnner tonight before bed if he wanted to write another letter to his father before he went back to his mothers house and let me tell you what.  Those boys don't need a nightlight in their room anymore because that little boys smile lit the whole room twicefold from what the lamp could've done.  What is wrong with her? 

I got a letter from jim, he caught some death cold down there and was so sick for 4 days with 104 degree temps that they ended up shooting him with PCN in the ass.  I'm worried about him guys I truly am.  He never gets sick, the only time he get ssick it lasts for like 12 hours and then it's gone. 

I don't fucking care what that bitch says, my son will be able to write to his father whenever he damn well wants to and I will pay to overnight everything to Jim so he can hear from his son.  How dare she tell Conner that he can't be in contact with his Daddy?  She's in enough trouble as it is because Daddy and I reported her to the Medicaid fraud board HHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!!!!!!!!!!!  Let's see the shit hit the fan when she gets investigated for that!!!!!!!