mysecretlife's blog post - Crazy

Yesterday was my youngest grandson's 2nd birthday. My daughter had the family over for cake and ice cream. She has another son that will turn 3 in about 2 weeks, what do they call that, Irish twins. Anyway, I usually like to try to have these types of things at my house because its bigger and more room. But my daughters live in bf knows I don't care for him esp after he got their house raided a couple weeks ago for drugs. I have made it all to plain that he is not welcome at my house. He can't support his kids or help my daughter with bills but has money for drugs. On top of that he is working with the cops to keep his sorry ass out of jail. I know the cops have a job to do but I am really disappointed with this next part. The other night my daughter came to my house because and undercover cop was at her house waiting on someone to show up and sell drugs to her bf. Why can't they conduct this business somewhere other than where two small children live. Supposedly shithead has narced on several ppl in his efforts to get himself out of trouble. My fear is that somebody is going to come looking for him at some point and I fear that my daughter and grandchildren are going to be in the wrong place when they do. Believe me I have talked to her at great lengths about all this. Not to mention the possible involvement of social services regarding having the children in an unsafe environment. It makes me sick but not much I can do.

On top of being in the same house with him my ex wife was there. I have gotten accustomed to being around her for such events. But for the life of me I can't see myself with her. She is 6'1" and weighed 135 when I met her. She now tells ppl her wt is 295. That along with her being there with her "Holy Union" wife. I think was it me that caused things to get so screwed up?

Sometimes I just about have to laugh or I would be crazy.

My first wife is a whole nother entry unto herself. I just keep hoping this thrid time's a charm saying is true.

You all take care