It's All My Husband's Fault

  Son was texting Husband a couple of weeks ago about needing his Social Security card.  First he asked Husband to mail it to him ( Uhhh....no.  That's not really something you want lost in the mail.  And, I didn't even think of it, but someone else commented, "Why, so they can say that they never got it and accuse you of tampering with it?" )  Then Son told Husband to "just take it to court."  Apparently, he thought that Husband was coming to his hearing for his disorderly conduct against me.  Husband wasn't planning on it and asked if I was going; I said no, I thought it was just a plea hearing and there was no reason for us to take off of work for it.   The day of his hearing, Son was driven to court by The Ex's dad.  After the hearing, he stopped by the house to pick up his Social Security card.  He didn't say anything about the hearing to Husband, but mentioned that he was getting a job up by Tiny City that was going to be either ...

  The other day, Ned created an album titled, "[Ned] and [The Ex]" on Facebook.  He shared these pictures in a post about his and The Ex's anniversary.  He tagged both The Ex and Daughter ( Which doesn't make any sense ) but not Son.  In his post, he wrote: "We've been together 3 years and every day I want to be with you all the time. Happy anniversary my love"   The oldest picture was from when the two of them first started dating three years ago; the most recent was from last fall. ( The Ex doesn't bother posting about the two of them anymore.  The novelty of her "new love" has already worn off. ) Seventeen people have liked/loved the post and one wrote, "Congrats! Stay happy!" ( You can't "stay" happy if you're not happy to begin with. )   My reason for posting about this is that The Ex has been on Facebook at least three times since Ned posted this.  She hasn't liked it, she hasn't commented on it, s...

  ( I started blogging about this weeks ago, but it fell by the wayside when we were dealing with all that crap with Son.  I'm going to try and edit it so what I wrote then will be what I would write now. )   About a month or two ago, I talked to Daughter about The Ex still wanting to go to mediation over summer placement.  Typically, I keep the kids out of the court stuff because...well, they're kids.  They don't want or need that burden.  Just because The Ex is always telling them about court, child support, lawyer fees, etc., doesn't mean we're going to stoop to that level.  But I felt this was important.   I asked if The Ex had brought it up at all; Daughter said yes.  I asked Daughter what she wanted to do, because if she preferred to get picked up Sunday night instead of Monday night, then Husband and The Ex could just agree to it and a court hearing wouldn't be necessary.  Daughter said that she wanted to leave things the way ...

  Son was mad about....well, everything.  He's been listening to The Ex's lies his entire life, blames Husband for everything that has ever happened, and is more or less following exactly in his mother's footsteps which he doesn't realize is to his own detriment.  His car is a good example: he got angry, made a slew of bad choices, and then blamed Husband and/or I for what happened.  But then, it got so much worse.   Since he didn't have a car anymore, I had to take Son and Daughter to school.  The first day I had to drive them was on Tuesday; that night, Son made a point of not talking to Husband or I.  As in, he came downstairs and said two things specifically to Daughter but not a word to us.   Then Wednesday morning about three weeks ago, we were leaving the house in the morning.  I was backing out of our driveway and thought it looked like Son didn't have his belt on.  I asked if he was buckled; no answer.  I stopped on the...