Visit with dad
I went out to my dad's property last night and took the kids since they are out of school for the holidays. I don't get out there as often as I should because there is always something mucking up my plans.
It started raining once I got there and that sucked. The kids wanted to run and play so luckily I had brought their rain coats. They got to splash around with the dogs, donkeys, goats and rabbits.
I brought a bottle of gin and a 12 pack of diet mountain dew and dad and I tipped back a few and had some deep conversations like we normally do.
His wife "Samantha" came out and started bad mouthing my dad and they began the same frigging argument as always, Why do you always drink, you're an asshole, on and on. My dad said please leave me alone so I can enjoy my time with my son, why do you always do this when he is here, quit lying to him and finally "shut the fuck up"
Normally my dad telling a woman to shut the fuck up would be really bad, but she constantly picks fights with him and accuses him of the most insane bullshit.
It was late, I was disgusted so I went to bed.
The spare bedroom belonged to Roxy, an 80 pound chocolate colored doberman. All three kids had crawled into bed with the dog, wet and covered in sand. I secured my 3 millimeters of mattress and tried to go to sleep.
I got about 3 hours of moist sandy edge of the bed rest.
I woke up around 7 and offered to take my dad back to my house so he could hang out with the kids and myself without Samantha's nagging, lying, name calling bullshit.
She said "fine I don't want him here anyway you take him"
I got the kids into clean dry clothes and we went to a breakfast restaurant run by and patronized by mostly old paratroopers and other veterans. All nice people. the food was excellent and I had a good time reacquainting myself with my dad's buddies.
We headed back to my house and enjoyed peace and quiet. Dad fell asleep in the living room and I snoozed in front of the history channel.
My wife called me and asked if I would drive over to the cigar shop and pick up her bosses Christmas present. I fought hellacious Christmas traffic, pulled up to the door and they were closed. There was a young guy inside who saw the dejected look on my face and opened the door for me two hours early and helped me pick out a gift. I have to honestly say no-one has ever done something nice like that for me in a long long time.
I paid for the gift and left him a decent tip for being a nice guy and saving me from a hell trip to the cigar shop in the mall.
This evening we all went out to Indian buffet. Dad introduced me to this cuisine when I was small and I've been hooked ever since. It was just nice to get away for a while with no worries or pressures from my crazy assed step mother.
The bitch wouldn't stop calling so I turned off the phones. I know for a fact, when I go to drop him off she will have locked him out of the property as always. Crazy bitch.It sucks when I have to cut the fence and have him crawl through with his bad knees then break into his own house just because Samantha is having another tantrum.
Labels: Personal interest
posted by Bill Rowland @ December 20, 2006
27 Comments
27 Comments:
My deepest sympathies. Next time bring two bottles of gin.
MZ: Excellent idea!
Although I sympathize deeply with you and your father, but isn't some of it his fault for not throwing the queen of bitches out on the curb????
burfica: I agree. He picked my mother who was actually worse than samantha.
They start off ok but the nuttiness creeps in eventually.
What a bitch of a woman. At least he has a nice and caring son.
It sounds like your mom is a bit over the top compared to my mother-in-law, but I'm thinking there's a good chance my mother-in-law is Samantha. She must commute or something.
Your dad must be an amazing man. Something had to have countered the crazy woman influence in your life, and you always write about him in the most loving way that sons get about their dads. I get the feeling he's someone I'd like to give a hug to.
Hammer, d'you know what I think you should do??
Next time you visit your father, you should take that woman aside and tell her in a way she can not mis-understand...That you don't care how she and your father goes along when you are not there. BUT when you are there, she better show YOU the respect to treat your father in the most perfect way.
What your father accept is one thing but what YOU accept is something else.
If She can not behave while you are there, SHE has to be ordered to go to HER family another place and be there until you have left again.
"Beat her off" with a new comment every time she try to say against you. Keep eye-contact all the time and if necessary hold her on her place in front of you by a grip around her shouldres.
Phoenix: Yeah, dad is a terriic person when not constantly in fight or flight mode. I think his health would be 100% better if he was rid of that woman.
Kirsten: that is excellent advice I've tried kindness, bargaining, reasoning and nothing seems to work. Now I must lay down the law with her.
I wonder why he stays with the president of the local chapter of The Insane Chicks Society.
I would have removed her long ago, there is more peace and happiness in living alone.
When members of my wifes family came to visit, that I didn't really care for, I just got out of the way. Why should I interfere with their visit or make it hard on them?
Once again, what we both choose to post this morning are related. Interesting.
Kirsten was fussing that we shouldn’t say nasty things to and about others, and then she calls one a bitch. He, he, he.
Having read many of your posts about your girls, your "nephew" and now your Dad, I really think these people are blessed to have you in their lives.
Not to get all mushy and whatnot, I wanted to comment on the other posts about the people above, but couldn't think of anything to say. What your girls and nephew have been through, and what your Dad is going through is painful.
I know I had a Leave It To Beaver childhood. I'm grateful that as an adult I thanked my parents for their goodness to us before my Dad died. Reading stuff like this makes my sometimes crazy family seem models of sanity.
Have a great Christmas!
Sadly , my dad has become disabled in the last few years with PTSD and crippling Osteo arthritis.
Samantha takes care of my dad in that sense with doctors appointments, food and other necessities. So I am thankful for that. But her bedside manner and awful disposition make my dad miserable.
Your Step mom sounds horrible! Maybe next time you should spike her drink with the gin.
You truly are a great person, & I love it when you talk about time with your father. Merry Christmas to you and your family Hammer.
hammer, I'd like to bitch-slap her myself. There's no excuse for that type of behavior, unless you're completely and totally insane. If that's the case, commit her.
I wish your dad lived close to me. I'd have him come in and my docs would make him a bionic man. We may have to try and figure this one out, hams.
Barista: I'm working on getting the VA to do knee replacements. Right now that are giving him these $1000 per knee injections once a month. They help some but not enough.
I've offered to pay for the replacements myself but for some reason I think Samantha wants to keep my dad crippled.
It's a work in progress. I'm going to see him some more over the holidays and try to get some normalcy going over there.
MrsJoseGoldbloom: Thank you. I appreciate that. Merry christmas to you and yours!
Unfortunate, you and your Dad and your relationship are the big losers here.
I'm sorry my man, I hope you get time at Christmas with Dad without a box-o-crap from her.
Jam: Thanks, I've got a weird family but I'm working on it thats for sure :) I feel like a man in a little boat floating in a sea of shit trying to sink turds with my little paddle.
Otis, Dad and I have a good relationship, thats what makes everyone crazy. I think dad's new family has mad cow disease.
Talked with dad this morning, I'm going to start taking him away from that crazy woman from time to time to give him a break.
Hams, if he's getting shots once per month, he's gotta be pretty much bone on bone. Do some research on the reputation of whatever surgeon you take him to, if he goes that route. If you want, I've got some really good info on replacements if you want me to send it to you. Heck - I'd even talk to your dad on the phone if he wanted to hear some testimonials of our patients. Just let me know what I can do.
Dude, don't you have a backhoe where you can bury her 6' under?
Hammer, I will be posting some Muslim information regarding "How to Beat your wife" by Mohamed Ahmed. Maybe your dad could benefit from instruction video explaining the differences between light beatings and disciplinary beatings, all approved by the Qu'ran.
Karma will get her. I just hate to see people treated so ugly. I bet she will eventually get hers.
Barista: Info on replacements would be very much appreciated. That way I can show up with some solid information. If you want to contact me: bohab@hotmail.com is the best address. I really appreciate it.
Lexcen, You don't know how tempting that sounds.
Carrie, you are right of course. People can't act that way forever with no consequences.
Maybe you & your dad should take her to Las Vegas & visit the desert. A lot of problems have been solved in that desert.
Hammer,
I seriously hope she isn't saying that shit about your dad in front of your children.
I NEVER liked my (ex)father-in-law, Joe but I NEVER showed that man any disrespect at all.
He, on the other hand, was a total asswipe to Jean, my (ex) mother-in-law, who was an absolute saint.
We couldn't even have dinner over there without Joe belitting Jean. He would scream at her at the top of his lungs and it was so embarrassing for her.
At that point, I'd get up from the table, get my kids' coats, tell them to say good bye to Ma Jean and Pop Pop, kiss Jean on the cheek and leave, whether my now ex was coming with me or not.
My ex's father was famous for pulling that crap during holidays or big family dinners. I just would never stick around because if I did, I'd end up punching him in the face or telling him what a POS he was.
Samantha will get hers one day. We all have to meet our maker...
I'm with Brandon - the desert sounds like a fine solution!
What IS it with crazy f'd up women? There are WAY too many of them out there!!
And isn't it sad how the nicest people seem to get caught up with with crazies? It ain't fair!
That sounds like a great time, everything but the step-mom part.
Crazy family must be a neccesity, otherwise, what would be bethankful for and better without!
Merry Christmas to you and your family...dad too!
i wonder what your gramma was like, your dad's mom. maybe he had a template in his mind for nutjobs.
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