Her kids are AMAZING!!!
The Ex has not logged into 2houses since October 6th, which means she isn't checking her email daily like she is required to do per court order. The Ex has also not paid anything toward her half of the medical bills for Son or Daughter since November 2016, so she hasn't been following that part of the order either. The latter is more pertinent to this blog post.
Last night, The Ex posted on Facebook for the first time in almost 2 weeks:
"My kids are AMAZING!!! (Okay, fair enough. That's a normal claim for any parent to make. The strange thing is that this entire post had absolutely nothing to do with Son or Daughter; this was all about her two youngest kids with Boyfriend.) Today [The Ex's daughter] and [The Ex's son] had dental appointments. (This had nothing to do with her story.) Afterwards we stopped at [store name] to look @. (...to look at what?) As we walk in there's a tree with paper stars and bells on it with boy/girl and ages on it. They both asked what that was. As I explained about the [program] for kids whose families need help buying presents, [The Ex's daughter] anxiously wanted to help. (I'm not going to lie, I'm actually impressed by her spelling. After observing her write "confrences," "inconvience," or "assume" instead of "awesome," I really didn't think she could handle "anxiously.") I decided to pick a boy 6 years in age so [The Ex's son] could pick out things he would like and a girl 9 years old so [The Ex's daughter] could pick out things she would like. We had originally stopped in to c (A post this long, and she thinks she has to abbreviate "see" to a single letter.)if we could find something for [Ned first & last name], since his birthday is coming up. I spent more than I had thought to. (Do you mean, "more than I had intended to"?) But, I felt blessed to have 2 wonderful, loving, caring kids (You've given birth to four children. This is so very much not okay with me. I only have 2 biological children but consider myself a mother to 4, and I would never go on about how special only half of my kids are.) that wanted to help others. Since I wasn't feeling very well this morning and had trouble getting out of bed, (There we go, redirecting the attention right back to herself again. "I don't feel good, everyone pay attention to me.") I feel God pushed me to stop in. (I absolutely believe in God and miracles, but you literally just told everyone that your kids had a dentist appointment and you were shopping for a birthday present for your fiance. This wasn't a random stop out of the blue.) PLEASE, if you can, help a family or child or 2 or 3 (or 4 or 5 or 6 or...) out this Christmas! It made me feel good inside giving back. (Again, it's about how she feels.) We got help years ago...(Are you referring to when you would take your brand-new car and drive to the Coats for Kids because you "couldn't afford" to buy them winter coats, even though you were paying almost $1,000 a month for your two vehicles? Or when you were scamming welfare by claiming yourself and the kids on only your income, while conveniently excluding Boyfriend from your case and the fact that he was working for cash because he was here illegally? Yes, you got plenty of help, and you deserved absolutely none of it.) MY TURN" (Always, always, always about her.)
So there we have it, you guys. The Ex feels wonderful about herself because she bought Christmas presents for two random children, while she hasn't paid anything toward her two oldest children's medical bills for over a year.
Last night, The Ex posted on Facebook for the first time in almost 2 weeks:
"My kids are AMAZING!!! (Okay, fair enough. That's a normal claim for any parent to make. The strange thing is that this entire post had absolutely nothing to do with Son or Daughter; this was all about her two youngest kids with Boyfriend.) Today [The Ex's daughter] and [The Ex's son] had dental appointments. (This had nothing to do with her story.) Afterwards we stopped at [store name] to look @. (...to look at what?) As we walk in there's a tree with paper stars and bells on it with boy/girl and ages on it. They both asked what that was. As I explained about the [program] for kids whose families need help buying presents, [The Ex's daughter] anxiously wanted to help. (I'm not going to lie, I'm actually impressed by her spelling. After observing her write "confrences," "inconvience," or "assume" instead of "awesome," I really didn't think she could handle "anxiously.") I decided to pick a boy 6 years in age so [The Ex's son] could pick out things he would like and a girl 9 years old so [The Ex's daughter] could pick out things she would like. We had originally stopped in to c (A post this long, and she thinks she has to abbreviate "see" to a single letter.)if we could find something for [Ned first & last name], since his birthday is coming up. I spent more than I had thought to. (Do you mean, "more than I had intended to"?) But, I felt blessed to have 2 wonderful, loving, caring kids (You've given birth to four children. This is so very much not okay with me. I only have 2 biological children but consider myself a mother to 4, and I would never go on about how special only half of my kids are.) that wanted to help others. Since I wasn't feeling very well this morning and had trouble getting out of bed, (There we go, redirecting the attention right back to herself again. "I don't feel good, everyone pay attention to me.") I feel God pushed me to stop in. (I absolutely believe in God and miracles, but you literally just told everyone that your kids had a dentist appointment and you were shopping for a birthday present for your fiance. This wasn't a random stop out of the blue.) PLEASE, if you can, help a family or child or 2 or 3 (or 4 or 5 or 6 or...) out this Christmas! It made me feel good inside giving back. (Again, it's about how she feels.) We got help years ago...(Are you referring to when you would take your brand-new car and drive to the Coats for Kids because you "couldn't afford" to buy them winter coats, even though you were paying almost $1,000 a month for your two vehicles? Or when you were scamming welfare by claiming yourself and the kids on only your income, while conveniently excluding Boyfriend from your case and the fact that he was working for cash because he was here illegally? Yes, you got plenty of help, and you deserved absolutely none of it.) MY TURN" (Always, always, always about her.)
So there we have it, you guys. The Ex feels wonderful about herself because she bought Christmas presents for two random children, while she hasn't paid anything toward her two oldest children's medical bills for over a year.
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